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Within seconds she was sliding out of the car, keeping low

She knew the rounds, and she knew that the area this close to the house was uards, co directly here

Still, she closed the door quietly and kept low

Watching the security personnelabout the front of the house, she took extra tiaps in their rotations

Long minutes later, certain she had a handle on the security weaknesses, she moved

There was no low music, no activity that could be heard or seen fro estate was like a sanctuary of souarded and intensely secretive

The parking lot was filled with limos and the drivers who accouars, and Bentleys were parked on the opposite side It wasn’t easy to stay in the shadows and out of sight of the drivers as well as the security guards

It tooklot, as she kept to the few shadowed areas available

Moving slowly, carefully, she practically crawled through the evergreen and flowering shrubs that lined the parking area

She’d already decided on the best entrance into the house le that she could see frole but the parking lot and back entrance to the club could be viewed one way or the other Security cameras and personnel kept a careful watch and secured the house grounds against all intruders

Until recently, there hadn’t really been a weak point in the house--until the owner, Ian Sinclair, had built his main residence on the other side of the property What had once been ain the back of the house had been converted into a service door

With just the right amount of luck and a little bit of skill, she had a chance of slipping in there when one of the earette They didn’t always close the door well, and beside the door was a dark, shadowed area of foliage that would be perfect to use as a cover

She just had to get in place

After slipping into the shrubbery at the door, it was just aThere were security cameras in this area just as there were in the others, but the landscaping here was more a hazard than a help to security It surprised her that Sinclair hadn’t cleared this out yet, though it did make an effective screen for those eht up

She had no idea what she was facing once she actually got inside She knew the layout of the house froed to uncover The Sinclair mansion was considered a historical landmark It had been built well before the Civil War, and even before then had been known as a gathering place for certain like-minded individuals

Men who shared their women A place for such a man to find a third who shared his values as well as his beliefs

It was a wonder it hadn’t been burned to the ground centuries ago

As asmile tipped her lips, she suddenly tensed at the sound of the lock disengaging inside It was siure passed Using several leaves folded together, she quickly slid the foliage into place over the lock as the door closed

As the employees passed by, Marty reopened the door and slipped inside She flattened herself to the wall and ducked quickly behind a huge antique armoire that stood in the hall

There were no security cameras in the hall, which surprised her She wondered just hoell the inside of the club was policed She’d expectedin a slow, deep breath and checking the area quickly, she began advancing up the hall and found it to be an interloper’s drea se antique pieces of furniture sat throughout interconnected roo to the stairs that led to the second story, and torooms as well as the bedrooms, wasn’t nearly as hard as she had expected

It sounded as though most of the activity was downstairs in as ru billiards, television, or a place for gatherings

She hadn’t seen Shayne or Khalid At each rooed to find a place to duck in to that allowed her to see inside as doors opened It took awhile, but she ed to eliminate the chance that they were downstairs

That , and those rooms were upstairs

As she slipped up the steps, she watched and listened carefully Rounding the upper portion of the steps, she ducked to the side and hid by a heavy sideboard at the landing

This was si frouards outside, no one patrolling the floors Evidently Ian Sinclair had never had anyone slip in undetected before It was a gross lack of security that had allowed her to get this far

She let a srin of satisfaction tilt her lips She could say she was one of the feomen to ever breach the hallowed halls of this elite establish around the antique cherry bureau, shefro wood floors

She could hear voices from inside, and if she wasn’t mistaken, one of those voices was Khalid’s It was a rumble of sound; no actual words could be heard Even as she stopped at the side of the door and strained to hear, she could catch no more than bits and pieces of words

She couldn’t be certain as in the rooed, not soher lip, she gripped the doorknob,to turn it slowly and subtly, and hopefully to crack the panel open just enough so she could be certain of as speaking<ins class="adsbygoogle" style="display:block" data-ad-client="ca-pub-7451196230453695" data-ad-slot="9930101810" data-ad-format="auto" data-full-width-responsive="true"></ins>