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"That sound like a clever plan to you? Sounds like a coward's plan to me."
Hector tried to wrench his hand free, but couldn't so much as twist it in Clay's grasp.
"Who are you?" Hector demanded.
"The question isn't really who, but what," Clay said. "You want to find out? Lay a hand on Paige or
Lucas and you will."
Clay clapped his free hand over Hector's mouth, then squeezed his other hand around Hector's
fingers. There was a sickening crunch of bone and Hector's eyes bulged, his scream muffled by Clay's
hand.
"You think that hurt?" Clay said. "Imagine what I'd do if I was really pissed off."
He shoved Hector away and turned to me. "Come on."
***
I followed Clay around two corners before he slowed enough to let me catch up.
"He tried to kill you in Boston?" Clay asked.
"You overheard?"
"I was waiting around the corner. Didn't figure you'd appreciate me interfering too soon. So Lucas
doesn't know?"
"No, he doesn't, and please don't tell him. Maybe it seems he has a right to know, but "
"He shouldn't. He worries enough about putting you in danger. If you want to accept the risk, then
that's your decision to make, not his. Just take precautions, and if what's-his-name "
"Hector. He's Lucas's oldest brother."
"Fucked-up family," Clay said, shaking his head. "If this Hector comes after you again, you let me
know. Yeah, I know, that's not how you like to handle things, but with something like this, you're not going
to get anywhere jabbing each other back and forth. Give one big shove and be done with it."
He looked each way down an intersecting corridor, tilted his head in a quick sniff, then jerked his
chin to the left and set out.
"I take it we're following Lucas?" I said.
"Yeah. Well, no. Elena's following Lucas. I'm following Elena. We figure Lucas is following
Edward."
"Uh-huh."
"We saw Lucas take off, so Elena sent me to get you while she tracks him."
He rounded another corner, walked a dozen feet, then wheeled and backtracked to an exit door.
He opened the door and stuck his head out, then waved for me to follow.
"Wait," I said. "Benicio. Is anyone watching "
"Aaron."
I was about to step outside when Cassandra hailed us from down the hall.
"Come out and shut the door," Clay said. "Maybe she'll take the hint."
"Hold on. It might be important."
"What's going on, Paige?" Cassandra said when she caught up. "Why aren't you in the ballroom?"
She peered out the door. "Clayton? Who are you looking for out here?"
"Elena."
Cassandra rolled her eyes. "What a surprise. The poor woman gets ten feet from you and you're
off like a shot "
"She's following Lucas, who's following Edward," I said.
"Oh."
Clay was already heading into the shadows.
I glanced at Cassandra. "Aaron's watching Benicio. Would you mind helping him? In case Edward
circles back?"
I expected her to argue, but she nodded. "Have Elena phone Aaron if you need us."
I jogged to catch up with Clayton. Well, I tried anyway one does not "jog" in two-inch heels.
Instead I stumbled along until I drew close enough to see him standing by the wall, arms crossed, shaking
his head. Once he was in sight, I stopped, yanked off my shoes, and broke into as near a jog as I could
approximate in my dress.
"Good idea," he said, waving at the shoes in my hand. "But watch your step. Ground's rough."
"Think it's safe enough for a light spell?"
He nodded. After I'd cast the spell, we started off again. We'd gone about twenty yards when
Lucas and Elena appeared, walking along a path leading to the parking lot.
"Lost him?" I called.
"Wasn't him," Elena called back. She drew nearer before continuing. "When I caught up with
Lucas, he already had his doubts, so I conducted a sniff test. Guy failed, but we decided to trail him a bit
farther, just to be sure. Followed him into the parking lot, where he climbed into the back of an SUV and
met a woman I really doubt was his wife. We left before the show started."
As she spoke, Lucas kept sneaking concerned looks in the direction of the main building.
"Aaron and Cassandra are watching your dad," I said. "But we should get back inside."
***
We found Benicio showing an associate's wife around the dance floor. After an uneventful
forty-five minutes, we joined the others in a side room, from which we could still see Benicio.
With less than an hour of the event left, the chances of Edward showing up were growing slim. He
might try to nab Benicio in the confusion at the end, when everyone poured out to their cars. Yet he had no
way of knowing whether Benicio intended to stay until the final moments, so he should still be here
somewhere, watching in case Benicio left early. He could try to kidnap Benicio between here and his home,
but that would mean taking on an armored car filled with bodyguards. And obviously Benicio's home would
be at least as well guarded as his car. Grabbing him here made the most sense. So where was Edward?
Before we returned to the party, I decided to check in with Jaime. The most probable explanation
for Edward's failure to appear was that he'd found an easier way to open the portal. If Jaime had
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