"Give her back to me. She"s mine," Quick demanded as he slammed the door, closing her in the house with him.
"Get out of here, Councillor." Calla backed away from him.
"Where is she? Montrose?" Spit shot from his mouth as he stalked her through to the living room.
"I don"t know what you are talking about."
How could he have found out about Heather? It didn"t make any sense. And why had he approached her?
"Tell me." His hand was curled around his cane so tightly that his knuckles were white.
The two dark suited men were still at her front door, and now it looked like two others were at her back door. How the hell was she going to get out of here? She needed to stall. Xander and Kolz would be back soon, wouldn"t they? They wouldn"t wait for her to call, would they?
"Perhaps we should
