“Orias told us his spells only last a month because they are so strong. Maybe we were able to catch her as one was wearing off.” That also explained how Madeline kept disappearing and they’d lose her trail for a few weeks.

Chris nodded. “Makes sense. Let’s hope she is between glamours when we find her or we’ll never be able to recognize her.”

“No problem. I can see through his magic.”

Nikolas looked over his shoulder at me. “You can?”

“I can see through all glamours. I thought you knew that.”

He cocked an eyebrow. “You forgot to share that piece of information with us.”

Oops.

Jordan leaned forward. “She saw right through the glamour Orias had on his place in New Mexico. The rest of us couldn’t see a thing, and we thought she was nuts when she said there was a building there.”

Nikolas shook his head. “Sara, when we get home, we’re going to have a long talk about all the things you’ve forgotten to mention.”

Jordan and I shared a look. She smirked at me and mouthed the words pillow talk, which made us both laugh. Up front I heard Chris say, “Don’t look at me. You’re the one who told Tristan it was okay for the two of them to stay together.”

We were still laughing when my phone rang.

“Tell me you have something.”

“It might not be anything,” David replied. “Kelvan’s doing some more digging.”

“And it might be everything.” I looked at the others who were watching me. “David, can I put you on speaker? It’s just the four of us here.”

He hesitated for a moment. “Uh, okay. So here is what we found. In the last year, Adele has flown to Las Vegas twice by private charter. She stayed there for three days on one trip and five on another.”

“Maybe she just likes to gamble,” Jordan said.

“Maybe,” he agreed. “What I do know is she didn’t stay at any of the big hotels during her trips, and she doesn’t strike me as a person who would charter a jet only to stay in a cheap hotel.”

“She’s not.” I tried to contain my excitement. “Where do you think she stayed?”

“We think she has a residence there. If anyone can find it, Kelvan can. You can’t hide much from him once he’s on your trail.”

Chris spoke up. “How long do you think it will take?”

David let out a whoop. “I think this is a new record for him.”

I could barely breathe. “He found something?”

David spent the next ten seconds typing before he answered. “Adele owns a luxury condo in Las Vegas, overlooking the Strip. She bought it three years ago under the name Elizabeth Cummings.”

“What makes you think this woman and Adele are the same person?” Nikolas asked.

“Elizabeth Cummings is one of the identities Adele used before she took her current one. Succubi have to create a new identity every few decades, especially if they are a businesswoman like Adele. She went by Elizabeth Cummings back in the forties.”

“How the hell did you find that?” Chris cut in. “Even our records on her don’t go back that far.”

David chuckled. “Yours don’t, but demons have their own archives.”

“You guys are scary sometimes, you know that?” I said. “I’m really glad you’re on my side.”

I could tell David was grinning when he replied. “We decided it was more fun to use our power for good instead of evil.”

Jordan was practically jumping on her seat. “So, are we going to Vegas?”

Nikolas and Chris looked at each other, and some kind of silent communication passed between them. Chris shrugged and Nikolas sighed. He adjusted the rearview mirror so he could see me.

“Sara, if I asked you to stay at the faerie’s place while we check this out, would you?”

He could not be serious. “What do you think?”

He scowled at me, and I smiled back. At least I was honest about it.

“Chris, call and get the jet to pick us up at LAX,” Nikolas said in a not-so-happy voice.

“We could drive to Vegas before the jet gets here.” Now that we had a solid lead on Madeline, I didn’t want to sit around waiting.

“There is no way I am taking you to Las Vegas without an easy means of escape.” Nikolas’s tone brooked no argument. But he wasn’t beating his chest and ordering me to stay behind, which was progress for us.

David’s voice came out of my phone speaker. “Now that you have that settled, I’ll be off. I’ll text you the address for the condo.”

“Thanks, David. You’re the best.”

“Yeah, I hear that a lot,” he joked before he said goodbye and hung up.

* * *

Four hours later, we flew into Las Vegas, and my mouth fell open when I got my first look at the sea of lights below us. “It’s so bright.”

Nikolas leaned in to peer out the window over my shoulder, and a little tremor ran through me. Ever since last night at the gazebo, butterflies had taken up residence in my stomach. All it took was the slightest touch from him to set them off.

“And dangerous,” he said in a low voice, his warm breath caressing my cheek. “I must be out of my mind for agreeing to bring you here.”

I turned my face and met his eyes inches from mine. On impulse, I gave him a quick kiss on the lips. “Thank you for not trying to make me stay behind.”