Relief flushed through her, even as her phone buzzed. She winced and pulled it out to answer. “Hi, Logan. I’m fine, and I’m sorry we didn’t get a chance to talk tonight.”
“Mom? Where the hell are you?” Logan all but yelled. “I’m at Daire’s, and the place is trashed.”
“I’m on a plane—long gone. Please keep doing your job in Seattle, and I promise I’ll be back soon to talk. Also, tell your brothers not to worry, that everything is taken care of.” She winced as she lied about her location. “Love you.” On those words, she disconnected.
Daire shook his head. “His next move is to call Zane, who will call Vivienne. She doesn’t know your plan, so you’re all right for now. But I wouldn’t be surprised if we meet up with demon forces soon enough.”
Felicity nodded. “I know. But even Zane doesn’t understand the forces that Ivan has amassed through the years.”
“But you do,” Daire drawled, his posture relaxed but waves of tension cascading off him.
“I do. For years, even while dealing with Suri, I’ve watched Ivan and kept track of his every move. I’ve waited until my boys were safe and the war ended to make my move, and now is the time.” She leaned forward. “Ivan is in bed with the witch trying to take down your people, and they both deserve to die.”
“Aye.” Daire reached over and flipped up the laptop lid. “Show me the plan for the cash.”
She booted up the laptop and connected with her online server, bringing up the schematics for the three banks in the Caymans. “Only one of these is owned by shifters; the others are owned by humans. It’s funny that immortal species have to use mostly human depositories to keep track of cash and gold, right?”
Daire lifted a shoulder.
Adam loped over and reached the table. “You’re not going along with this scheme to rob banks, are you?”
Daire studied her, his gaze serious and then softening. “Hell ya. I’ve wanted to rob a bank forever.”
Felicity smiled. “You’re an outlaw.”
Adam rolled his eyes. “This isn’t the logical thing to do right now, gang.”
Daire shrugged. “I don’t know. If Ivan and the witch trying to kill us have money stashed away, why not take it? Cripple them internally.” He leaned forward. “But as the enforcer now tasked with your protection, Ms. Kyllwood, I can’t allow you to be put in that kind of danger. We’ll find a safe place for you to issue orders from as we infiltrate the vaults.”
Now he followed the Coven Nine orders? Felicity smiled as sweetly as she could. Panic bubbled through her veins. He had to see her. The real her. “I appreciate the concern, but if you want to participate in my plan, you’ll knock it off.”
Adam coughed. “You want to rob a bank.”
She nodded. Frankly, it sounded like fun.
Daire sighed. “Fine, but I’m in charge, and if I tell you to get free and safe, you do it.”
Adam shook his head. “You’re a freakin’ perfect match, you two.”
Heat climbed into her face. There was a danger, not quite reckless but close enough, in Daire Dunne that called to her. Were they a good match? He was so complex, sweet and deadly, she wasn’t sure. It would take years, probably centuries, to even come close to understanding him.
God, she loved a challenge.
But no more hiding and planning. Now was the time for action. Finally.
A car sputtered outside.
Daire jumped up, already at the door before Felicity could move. He threw it open.
A petite woman with long blond hair half carried a redheaded human. Blood poured out of the man’s nose, and flames danced across his neck.
“He’s on fire.” Daire took the guy and deposited him on the sofa. “How much did he take, Tori?”
Tori? Felicity scrambled for a kitchen towel to wet in the sink and hurried to press it against the guy’s neck. He moaned and blood slid from his ears to run in rivulets down his neck. Steam rose with a hiss from the liquid mixing with fire.
The woman stood back, tears in her eyes, shock whitening her pretty face. “I don’t know. Bob was outside after our last set, so I brought him here.”