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small of her back. She couldn’t help tensing at the intimate contact. His fingers burned through her coat, sending an uncontrollable tingle up her spine. Damned traitorous body.
    The place was large and tastefully decorated with dark leathers and leopard print chairs. They sat in an intimate corner at a table just large enough for two. Mauve linen tablecloths, the subtle scent of fresh cut flowers and candles set the perfect atmosphere for lovers.
    They listened to the band do covers of some of her favorite jazz songs. In the middle of a smooth Anita Baker set, the hackles on the back of Delaine’s neck stood at attention. She felt the lioness rise to prowl back and forth for a moment before speaking calmly but firmly to her charge.
    * There is an enemy is in this place .*
    ‘Who is it?’ Delaine queried along the link that secured their bond.
    * The one you hunt .*
    Baker was here? Of all places for the man to be on a Friday night, he had to be at the same club she was. Double damn.
    * Excuse yourself, Suta Winyan. Take us to the ladies room .*
    “You all right, Delaine? You look a little peaked,” Justin asked, concern etched across his smooth brow. His fingers sought hers from across the table and stroked the back of her hand.
    “Oh sure, I’m fine. Justin, would you please excuse me a moment? I need to run to the ladies room.” Heat crept into her cheeks on a blush when he stood up with her and kissed the back of her hand. Such a gentleman, drop-dead gorgeous, tall, nicely built… Sapa prodded her out of her reverie and she hurried off with sure, solid steps.
    Delaine stood in a typically long line for the bathroom. The lioness prowled restlessly until she could duck into the first available stall, lock it quickly and close her eyes. She blocked out the sounds of the club, pushed the saxophones and deep bass far away. The smooth, sultry voice of the lead singer floating through the speakers in the ceiling faded into the background.
    Delaine summoned her companion with a thought. ‘Please assist me, Sapa.’ The lioness sprang forth and a vision began.
    Through her spirit’s eye, Delaine saw a short blonde woman sitting in her very own living room pleading for Delaine’s help. Then the vision flashed to another woman sitting in a chair. Her hands were tied tight behind her back and a large canvas bag was over her head. This woman appeared to be in a large dark room that was completely empty. In the background, Baker’s face drifted in and out, a maniacal gleam in his jewel-green eyes. Then the vision winked out and Sapa was back in Delaine’s mind, growling low in her throat.
    ‘Thank you for your foresight, Sapa, but what does it mean?’
    * It was not revealed to me, but you will know when the time comes. I will be with you, my Suta. Now go, enjoy the rest of your evening. The one you hunt departed while we waited in the long ladies room line .*
    The vision showed Baker was involved in something sinister, but she’d already known that. The identity of the women and their part in this play was a mystery. These women had to be important. Sapa only shared these kinds of visions if there was danger. At least one good thing had come out of her little trip to the restroom—Justin hadn’t been in the vision.
     
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    Justin stood as he watched Delaine make her way back to their table. He held out her chair and was gifted with a brilliant smile. She seemed to have a bit more bounce in her step. That must have been one hell of a special trip to the ladies room, he thought.
    “I ordered a drink for you. Hope you don’t mind,” he said, flashing a smile of his own.
    “No worries. Thanks.” But her expression was distant, far-off. He caught a glimpse of the wheels turning in her head and knew he’d given her too much time to think about something other than him. For some reason, jealousy rose up in his chest at whatever or whoever had her attention. Probably not good, but he wanted her focused on