Connor remained quiet for a while. "We appear to have a new friend, Dr. Phang?"
Angus smiled as he deleted some junk mail. "His name is Phineas McKinney. How's he fitting in?"
"He seems eager to please. Ian says he did well in his first fencing lesson."
"Good." No message from Mikhail. Angus turned off the computer. "Has the day shift arrived?"
"Phil's here. Howard should arrive any minute now."
"Tell Phil I want him to guard Miss Wallace today." Angus wrote the address of Austin's apartment on a slip of paper.
Connor stepped closer to accept the piece of paper. "Is she in danger?"
"She was with me when I found Phineas. The Russian, Alek, was there, and he recognized her as the slayer."
"Bugger," Connor muttered. "Ye realize Katya is going to believe we were behind the slayings all along, that we've been helping Miss Wallace?"
"It canna be helped."
Connor scowled. "Ye should have sent her away the minute ye discovered who she is."
"Doona lecture me, Connor."
He paced away, balling his hands into fists. "Is this the real reason Jack and Robby are guarding the park? To keep Miss Wallace from going there?"
"It is the best way to keep her from slaying."
Connor turned to face him. "I gather ye've been using all sorts of persuasive techniques on her."
Angus narrowed his eyes. "Ye're going too far, old friend."
Connor marched toward him. "I fear ye have gone too far. Nothing good can come from this."
Angus slapped a hand on the desk and stood. "Did ye have to leave her knickers in the kitchen where everyone could see them? Why no' leave them here in the office?"
"Ye're thinking of her first."
"So?"
Connor gave him a sad look. "In yer line of business, that kind of thinking can get ye killed."
"I have sworn to protect her. I willna abandon her now." Angus strode toward the bar and grabbed a bottle of Type O from the fridge. He popped it into the microwave. "Ye want some?"
"Nay."
"Then we are done." Angus poured the synthetic blood into a glass. "Good night."
Connor didn't leave. "I realize ye're the boss, but ye've been like a brother to me, like a father to Ian."
Angus sipped from his glass. He'd been friends with Connor for too many years to stay angry for long. He felt the familiar twinge of guilt whenever Ian's name was mentioned, along with the first tug of sleepiness. The sun must be close to the horizon. "I always appreciate yer honesty, Connor." He looked at his old friend. "Do ye think it was wrong of me to transform Ian so young?"
Connor took a deep breath. "Ian would have died if ye hadna changed him. I think he's happy. As happy as any of us can be." He wandered to the door and paused with a hand on the doorknob. "Do ye love her?"
Angus set his glass down. "Aye, I do."
"Then we will do our best to keep her safe." He glanced at Angus with a sad expression.
"To keep ye both safe."
Emma woke about two in the afternoon. After a quick shower, she dressed for the day. With a frown, she surveyed the soggy mountain of towels she'd used to soak up the lake on the bathroom floor. It appeared that today, her dangerous, action-packed life would include a trip to the Laundromat. She bagged up the towels and dragged them to the front door.
She heard voices in the hall, so she peered through the peephole. There was a young man standing by her door. He was tall and muscular, dressed in khaki pants and a navy Polo shirt. Two blond women were talking to him. Good heavens, it was the two bimbos who'd thought Austin was gay. Lindsey and Tina. They were practically accosting the poor man in the hall. There was a thud as he backed up against the door.
Emma jerked the door open. The young man nearly fell in, but regained his balance. "Poor baby." The taller blonde, Lindsey, grabbed his arm to steady him. "Let me help you."
"I'm fine." He tried to move away, but Lindsey dug her long pink fingernails into his arm.
Tina had pink streaks in her hair, presumably to match her pink mini-skirt and skimpy halter top. She squinted up at Emma. "You must be the celebrity that Phil is guarding."
"Phil?" Emma looked at the young man. Splendid. He was the one who had found her red underwear and given it to Connor.
Lindsey stroked his chest with her fingernails. "It's so awesome that you're a bodyguard. I bet you have like super stamina."