Conspiracy
who he truly is,” I said.
    “Nor did you,” Ian responded. He paced around my apartment, moving my knickknacks back and forth with a thoughtful look on his face. “Unless someone of Elven heritage has the appearance of the Olc , or they do something blatantly obvious to reveal themselves, it’s almost impossible for anyone, including me, to tell what they are. I worked with you for six months and until you killed the Olc at the Jefferson Memorial, I had no idea about you. We now know who Tony is, but only because Queen Mallorie told us. Obviously the Olc know who he is as well, so we have to assume they’re after him. He’s already had one attempt on his life.”
    I was worried he was right about Tony being in danger. “We don’t have enough manpower with the right set of skills. I doubt we could form an Elven Secret Service,” I said, only half joking. “There are two of us, and he should have at least one person on him at all times.”
    “Agreed,” Ian said. “I’d pull Gregor in on this one if he wasn’t already up to his pointy ears with Aegir and Mallorie.”
    I laughed at his joke. We both knew that pointy ears were a Hollywood spin, but Ian continued to remind me of my earlier foolishness. “Why don’t you give him a call and see if he’s got someone who can help out? When Tony starts campaigning, he’ll be doing a lot of traveling. An extra person who knows the score would be a huge benefit.”
    “All right, I’ll do that while you return your phone calls and check in at work.” Ian took his phone in my bedroom while I listened to my messages.
    One of my agents had called to tell me about an employee who twisted an ankle on duty, but they had shifted him to a different detail that didn’t require as much standing, so all was well.
    Dad’s message wasn’t important either, just checking in to say hello. I’d have to call him later and see how he was feeling after his heart attack scare. I also needed to find out if he had any plans to visit the cabin so I could warn Heather. I wondered how Heather was faring with the royal family’s drama. Both royal families, actually.
    Ian came back in the room, “Done. Gregor has a few people in mind, so he’ll send someone over ASAP. You and I are back on duty tomorrow, right?”
    “Yes. I have the early-morning shift, which will mean a run with Tony, and you come in at three. That will keep most of tomorrow covered by at least one of us. It’s terrible, feeling like the rest of the team is useless, but if more Olc come, they actually are useless, as are their weapons. If Gregor gets someone over here right away, we can figure out a plan. I just can’t bring someone on board without upper-level security checks, and you know what that entails.”
    “I know. I talked to Gregor about that. The person he has in mind has a special skill set with persuasion and knows their stuff about security as well. I don’t think it would take much for someone to pull a few tricks and get on Tony’s campaign team, and no one will be the wiser.”
    “I just have to say, I’m so glad we’re on the same team. You guys would be hard to beat.”
    “I’m getting bored with all this planning. I thought your bedroom looked more than comfortable.” Ian gave me a sexy smile and a wink.
    I felt another of those shivers that Ian could arouse, but before I could speak, Ian’s phone rang and he answered. “Ian Maitland.”
    I could tell he was speaking to Gregor. After a minute, he snapped his phone shut.
    “That was fast. Gregor has someone coming now.”
    “ Now ?”
    “Right now.”
    Before I knew it, there were three of us in the room. Surprisingly, two of us were women. I wasn’t expecting that . I don’t think Ian was, either, because he had a shocked look on his face.
    She came forward with her hand extended. “Hi, I’m Genevieve, but everyone calls me Viv. Gregor said you needed some help.”
    It took Ian a second to respond, but then he put out his hand

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