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Chapter Five Hundred and forty-five : Shifting wind (part five)


(part five)

Friday morning — 7:01 a.m.

Kayenta, Arizona, at the hotel on the Navajo Reservation

After reviewing all they’d done this week, the early morning leadership crew determined that today would be a day of socializing and packing up to go. Everyone was coming to the hotel for a big breakfast this morning and then the Navajo crew were taking the Denver group out sightseeing. The crew from Denver would head home Friday evening or Saturday morning.

Jeraine, Blane, and Tres took over the kitchen while Heather, Tanesha, Jill, and Sandy went to the market. The men were so joyful that the girlfriends left them to their joy. By 7:00 a.m., people began to arrive.

Because the dining room was near the back, Heather sent her friend Hecate out to the front of the hotel to direct people toward the dining room.

“Excuse me,” FBI Agent Rodriguez said to Hecate.

“Yes?” Hecate asked.

“I’m wondering if you can point me in the direction of Blane Lipson,” Agent Rodriguez said.

She pointed to two larger, male FBI agents. Hecate scowled. She didn’t know what this F. B. I. did but in her experience, anything written in big letters on clothing was not a good thing.

“Are you a friend of his?” Hecate asked.

The agent snorted.

“Just tell me where he is,” Agent Rodriguez said.

Hecate reached out and touched Agent Rodriguez’s elbow. It was a light touch. The agent didn’t notice it.

Agent Rodriguez looked away from Hecate. Her eyebrows furrowed for a moment and then she looked at Hecate.

“Can you point me in the direction of Blane Lipson?” Agent Rodriguez repeated her question as if she’d never asked it.

“Are you coming from breakfast?” Hecate asked.

“He invited us,” Agent Rodriguez said. “I’ve heard he’s a good cook.”

“He and Jeraine have been working all morning,” Hecate said.

“Jeraine? As is the pop star?” Agent Rodriguez asked. “Is Miss T here too?”

“She’s right there,” Hecate said. “Tanesha?”

Tanesha looked up from where she’d been directing people to breakfast.

“She would like to have some breakfast,” Hecate said.

Tanesha took in the FBI jackets and then gave Hecate a hard look. The Titan gave Tanesha a smiled.

“She just asked if you were here,” Hecate said. “Miss T?”

Agent Rodriguez looked a little star struck. Smelling magic in the air, Tanesha gave Hecate a side look. Hecate just smiled.

“Ma’am,” Tanesha said. “Let me show you the way.”

Agent Rodriguez gestured to the two other men and they followed Tanesha down the hallway.

Chuckling, Hecate watched them go.

With her eyes on the agents, a human male was able to walked right into her.

She felt him a fraction of a second before he hit her. For the briefest moment, she felt his chest against her breasts. His hips moved against her pubis.

She felt an instant heat inside her core.

She felt a heat rise inside him

Like all Titans, she was immovable. He bounced off her and fell to the ground.

She missed him the moment he was gone. Her entire being longed for him as he fell through the air. She felt his spirit long for her as well.

They were like two ends to a magnet. Instant attraction. Instant repulsion.

Hecate hadn’t been that close to a human man in nearly a thousand years.

Curious she watched him on the ground. She was about to call Hedone to her side when he jumped to his feet and went to her.

Denver Cereal continues tomorrow…

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