romance; she had recently been intrigued with the ménage books she had gotten by Jana Leigh. Ari had just finished a series of hers called Denver Pack. When she had read that series, she could picture herself with two men doing wicked things.
Ari shook her head. Now was not the time to think about men and what could be. She needed to be focused, she had a couple of months to get through, and then she could relax when she went home. She already couldn't wait to spend some downtime with her sisters and grandmother.
Chapter Three
The months flew by for Ari as she worked hard and built her clientele. The next thing she knew, she was being pushed out of the salon by Julie and April, the receptionist. April had packed Ari's stuff while she was in the bathroom and they were both hustling her to the curb, literally. She laughed as April hailed a cab and Julie stuck an envelope in her hand.
"Have a great time, call me when you get there. Here, this is your bonus for bringing in so many new clients and doing the show for me," Julie told her and when Ari opened her mouth, she said, "How many times do I need to tell you not to argue? Remember, be naughty." Julie winked at her as Ari shook her head and hugged her.
Both women stood on the sidewalk while Ari got in the cab and waved good-bye. She was so lucky to have friends like them. She sat back in the cab, headed to her loft, and smiled with excitement over her coming trip. Peace and quiet were in her future, well, at least as much she can get with her sisters around. She couldn't wait.
The man sat in his chair behind his desk with his hands steepled together. Everything was coming along nicely. He had discretely made some inquiries and had finally found what he sought. Time was of the essence now, he had to get to them before Litha or all his plans would be ruined and he would never have the power he wanted.
He smiled evilly as he thought about how things had gone so far. It had taken him a while to do it, but he had gotten rid of the parents. That ensured the girls would go to the old crone and he would be able to keep an eye on them.
He could just see the old woman's face when she found out he was still alive and that he had would have what he sought. The time was finally here for him to get what was due him, what should have been his all along. He was drawn out of his musings by a knock on the door to his office.
"Come," he said.
One of his lackeys came in and bowed. "Sir, we have located the chalice. Deter has it and is on his way back in."
The man rubbed his hands together. "Excellent, Thomas. And the athame?"
Thomas backed up a step. "We have been unable to locate it. We are following every lead."
The man slammed his hands down on the desk and stood. "Find it. I need it."
"Yes, S-sir. We are on it."
The man dismissed him with a wave of his hand and Thomas all but fled the office. Damn , the man thought, he had to have the athame or this was all for nothing. He hadn't sacrificed all he had to lose now. Not when the power he wanted was so close. No, he wouldn't lose, they would, and they would pay dearly. Once again he sat behind his desk and smiled.
Ari's plane landed and she headed over to baggage claim to find her suitcases. As she stepped onto the escalator, she felt as if someone was watching her. The feeling was strong enough that she covertly glanced around her to see if she could spot someone. When she could find no one taking an interest in her, she continued toward the carrousels that were winding around the large section of the airport that was baggage claim.
As she stood at carrousel number two waiting for them to unload the baggage, she again had an uneasy feeling. The hair on the back of her neck stood up and she looked around the large room, pretending to be bored. She still couldn't see anyone that looked out of place until her glance landed on him. Her tongue almost fell out of her mouth as she watched him stalk, yes