Running Hot: An Arcane Society Novel (Arcane Society Novels)
Jayne Ann Krentz
Language: English
Pages: 480
ISBN: 0515147389
Format: PDF / Kindle (mobi) / ePub
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While they hunt for a killer, two gifted psychics take passion to a whole new level...
interesting challenge? At least she didn’t scare him, the way she did other men. That was a really big plus. And she could touch him. Live in the moment. “Yes,” she said. “But it’s cool to hear the words.” “How about actions? Don’t they count?” “Oh, yes.” She was breathless now. “Actions are very important.” “That’s good because I’m in the mood for a little action.” His mouth closed over hers. She wrapped her arms around his neck and kissed him back, throwing herself into the embrace with
Sweetwater clan?” “As infrequently as possible and only when there’s no other option. We always make an effort to put together a case that will hold up with regular law enforcement and the courts, you know that. You’ve helped build some of those cases. But occasionally we find ourselves dealing with a high-level sensitive gone bad who is just too damn clever or simply too powerful. Cecil Ferguson, for example.” “Who was Ferguson?” “A level-ten hypnotist who was also a serial killer. Murdered
on fumes.” “Used up a lot of energy on Sweetwater. I’m going to have to crash for a while. Pay attention. Keep all the doors locked. Do not leave this room and do not let anyone in, not even the guy who restocks the minibar. Got that?” “Understood.” He sank down onto the bed and contemplated his running shoes. A man on a cane probably didn’t need running shoes, he thought. Before he could decide whether or not he had enough strength left to remove them, Grace knelt in front of him, her head
close. Vivien did it for me. I’m the one person in the world La Sirène cares about, aside from herself, of course.” “Hell of a favor, killing someone for you.” Damaris shifted uneasily. Her focus weakened. Luther grabbed a deep breath and jacked his senses a little higher. “It wasn’t like Eubanks was an innocent victim,” Damaris said, oddly defensive. “Daddy told me that he murdered two wives for their inheritances and another young woman with whom he was having an affair. Evidently she found
Photographers love it. Strictly off limits for swimming or diving.” “Tosca flinging herself from the castle wall,” Grace said. “A fitting stage for La Sirène’s final performance.” “You knew she was going to jump?” Fallon asked, sharply curious. Across the room, Luther looked at her, too. “I didn’t know how she would do it,” Grace said quietly. “But yes, I was fairly certain that she would commit suicide. It was there in her aura when she ran back toward the stage.” “Well, it looks like we