“Sure, but I let him pretend it was his idea.” He flashed me a grin. “That’s the key to working with people like Guy. The seed’s already there. You just need to water it, nurture it, let them think it’s all about them, their ideas and then—” He shook his head. “We can talk about that another time. We’ll talk about a lot. But right now, I need a favor.”

“Favor?”

“Something I promised Sonny I’d talk you into doing. A show of your loyalty.” He lifted his hands before I could speak. “I know, I know, I haven’t won you over. Far from it. But Sonny needs this reassurance now. And you’ll see this is the best way to do it anyway. The least…” A wrinkle of his nose. “Messy. We’ve had too much of that shit now, and Sonny would rather do it this way. So would I and, I’m sure, so would you.”

“What is it?”

“We need you to call Paige Cort—Shit. Winterbourne.” He rocked back with an exaggerated wince. “I gotta remember that. Anyway, your werewolf friend will know you’re with us, so now you’re going to call Paige and tell her you’ve made a big mistake. You’ll say you came along with me willingly, but you didn’t realize what you were getting into, yadda, yadda. Now you want out, but you’re scared of Lucas and the Cabal, so you want your council boss Paige to mediate, ’cause everyone knows she’s good at stuff like that. You tell her you want to talk to her. You’ll set up a meeting for tonight.”

My mouth hardened. “So you can kill her? I will not—”

“No, no, see, that’s what I mean about messy. All we want to do is kidnap her. The idea with Carlos only took us halfway, and now he’s a write-off, so we need to move to plan B.”

“Which is…?”

“Lucas, of course.”

LUCAS 20

LUCAS

20

ARMEN HAIG. The human chameleon. That’s what Elena said they’d called him in the compound. He could alter his facial features, not much, just enough to be unrecognizable. The parapsychologist at the compound had postulated—accurately, it would seem—that Haig was a forerunner of a new supernatural race. He’d also hypothesized that in a few generations, Haig’s descendants might not only be able to change their features enough to escape a police officer, but to kill that officer, become him and walk away undetected.