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Chapter 11

A ringing phone cut into Mick's sleep. Its' insistence brought him fully awake. Opening the freezer, he got out and hunted for the phone in his jeans pocket. His clothes were lying on a chair against the wall. He checked the caller ID and answered.

"Yea Logan, what have you got?" Mick asked. He listened to everything that Logan had discovered. "Okay, thanks Logan. Fax the info to my office. Yea, see if you can pull anymore employee information. I'd really like an employee photo. Thanks Logan." Mick hung up and noticed the clock. It was 3:30 pm. He would have loved to go back to the freezer but he needed to deal with this. His phone rang again.

"Hey Josef. Is everyone up early today?" Mick asked.

"Rider has found Cynthia's trail," Josef said shortly.

"Well Logan has found a Camille Deverall; who has recently begun work at Reynard Labs. It's a smaller biochemical company in the city of Quebec."

"That's probably the same Camille Deverall who boarded the Trans Canadian Railway in Vancouver and headed to Toronto in February. Rider traced Cynthia from LAX to Seattle, after that she vanishes. Cynthia Davis did not cross into Canada but Camille Deverall did. I think we found our girl," Josef told him.

"Sounds like it to me," Mick agreed. "I've got Logan hunting for employee information and I hope a photo ID."

"Gather it up and bring it to the house. I'll call Philippe. And yes Mick, bring Beth," Josef laughed and hung up.

Mick just shook his head and put the phone back in his jeans. He grabbed the robe he kept hanging on a hook and slipped it on. He left the freezer room heading to the bathroom. Steam was drifting through the door but there was no sound of water running. Mick walked in and found Beth tucking a towel around her. She looked up at him and blushed.

"Hey, you're up early," she said.

"Logan and Josef called. We've got some solid leads." Mick told her. He looked her up and down, whistling appreciatively. "If we didn't have to get to Josef's, I'd like to revisit our last time in that shower. I think I could improve the experience," he said with a wicked grin.

Beth fiddled with the towel. She looked up through her lashes at him and smiled.

"There's nothing I'd like more," she said huskily.

Mick swooped in and gathered her up in his arms. The speed he moved at took Beth's breath away. Mick kissed her hungrily. Beth held his face in her hands and then she ran her fingers back into his hair. She responded to his intensity, feeling herself tipping over the edge of reason. Mick broke away suddenly and stared intently into her blue eyes.

"You drive me crazy," he growled. "And if I wasn't sure Josef would come looking for us, we'd be in that shower right now."

Beth rested her head on his shoulder and lightly kissed him on the neck. "You're a tease Mick St. John," she pouted. "And you need to change the lock downstairs."

"You think that would stop Josef? He'd have Rider hack the code. I'm sorry baby; we need to get over to Josef's. So go get dressed," he ordered and set her on her feet. He patted her on the butt.

Beth sauntered toward the door and looking over her shoulder at him, she dropped the towel just as she left the room. Her wicked laugh hung on the air behind her. Mick's groan followed her down the hall.

When Beth came downstairs she found Mick in his office. He was putting papers into a leather messenger bag. He looked up with a smile when he heard her enter the room.

"Ready to go?" he asked. He took in her outfit, black slacks, pale blue v-neck tee and a short black corduroy jacket. "You look great, but I rather liked you in the towel."

"I'm sure you would," Beth responded dryly. "And Josef would really like it, I'm sure."

"He doesn't get to see you that way," Mick informed her coming around the desk and taking her arm. He guided her from the apartment.

When they arrived at Josef's, Philippe and Demont were all ready there. Rider had laid out a timeline of papers showing Cynthia's movements. He had connected things from Vancouver to Toronto by train and then she rented a car two months ago. She had driven to Montreal and then boarded a train again to Quebec.

Mick brought out the information on Reynard Labs and the Dr. Deverall who stated there three weeks ago.

"So far there are no French agricultural products being shipped there," Mick said. "Logan should let me know soon if he has a photo and address for her."

"Very good," Philippe approved. "This has to be Cynthia."

"Then it appears we are going to Canada boys and girl," Josef said rubbing his hands together. "Is everyone's passport in order?"

"Hey boss," Rider spoke up. "This might help get you entry into the lab."

Josef went to look and nodded in approval.

"Hey Ms Buzz Wire, I think we've found a way to turn this trip into a working holiday for you," he said to Beth. She and Mick went to look at what Rider had on the computer.

"It seems this lab is doing research on an herbal stop-smoking pill that completely eliminates nicotine cravings and has no side effects. Sounds like something your boss would love to have you cover. And it would get us in to interview Dr. Deverall, who happens to be heading the new project," Josef said very pleased.

Mick's phone rang.

"Yea Logan. Great. Fax it to Josef's house. Yes I'll arrange for the blood delivery. No, I'd hate to have you leave in the middle of a battle. I'll take care of it," Mick assured him. He met Philippe's puzzled look. "My techie, he's good but he plays Halo 3 way too much."

Rider smiled. "Logan's good but I beat him last week twice."

The fax chattered and a photo copy of Dr. Camille Deverall's ID badge came out of the machine. Cynthia Davis' face stared at them from the page.

"Looks like we've found her," Josef announced.

Philippe's phone rang. His conversation in French was short and very tense. He looked at the group.

"It is good we are leaving. Coraline managed to get a moment alone to call. Lance and two men are coming to LA. He evidently did not care for the time I was taking," he said grimly.

"Gather what you need for a few days away," Josef instructed. "We'll meet at LAX, at the private hangers. The jet will be ready, Beth call your boss and have her set up an interview with the lab."

"It's better that she sets that up tomorrow and doesn't mention who's doing the interview. We don't want Cynthia to recognized Beth's name and bolt on us. It's better if we just get the interview set," Mick suggested.

Josef nodded. He looked at his watch. "We meet at the airport at eight. Is that acceptable?" Everyone nodded. "Good. I'll have everything ready and make all the arrangements."

They all left.

At seven-thirty, Beth and Mick arrived at LAX and were ushered through the private hanger area. Josef's sleek private jet was waiting in front of the hanger.

Boarding the plane, Beth marveled at the luxury on board. Two lovely attendants met them and took their luggage. The main part of the cabin had chairs and sofas lining the outer walls. A second section was out of sight behind a curtain. Josef emerged from the back and greeted them.

"Make yourself comfortable. Philippe will be here shortly."

"Your plane is beautiful," Beth said going over and settling on a sofa.

"Thank you. I believe if you're going to travel it might as well be in comfort. If you need it Mick, there are two freezers in back."

"All the comforts," Mick grinned. He sat next to Beth, on arm stretched behind her head on the sofa back.

Philippe and Demont arrived five minutes later. After they settled on board, everything was secured and they proceeded to take off.

Once airborne the two women came from in the back and waited for instructions.

"Chloe, Michele, whatever my guests want, make them comfortable. Gentlemen and lady, we have a fully stocked plane. What are your desires?" Josef was enjoying playing host.

Because of Beth's presence the vampires all chose to take blood from a bottle. Beth decided that even though she trusted Josef and Mick, she would stick to a soft drink. Being in the air with four vampires could be a little unsettling. She took Mick's hand in hers. He noticed her glance at Philippe. The French vamp had not said much to anyone since boarding. He kept glancing at a copy of Cynthia's Reynard Labs' ID tag.

Josef also noticed Philippe's preoccupation.

"Will she be angry to see you?" he asked Philippe.

"I do not know. She kept secret what she was doing with Coraline. But we did not argue. She may believe I'm following Lance's orders." Philippe looked at Josef. "I will need to be persuasive. I do know how to handle Cynthia."

Beth tried to muffle a giggle. Philippe turned his attention on her.

"Men," Beth sighed. "Human or vampire, you're all sure you know how to handle women."

"Ms Turner….."

"Let's make it Beth," she said. "We do not need to be so formal under the circumstances. Who knows, you might be my great, great, great something. We can use first names."

"Beth," Philippe acknowledged with a nod. "I do know Cynthia. I am sure I can make her understand I'm here to help her."

"If not, you can kidnap her. You're quite good at that," Beth grinned. She felt very safe with Mick beside her.

Philippe looked startled and then realized Beth was making a joke. His face relaxed into a warm, natural smile.

"Yes, it is a new skill I've acquired," he said. "And Cynthia might actually like that approach.

The tension in the cabin eased a bit.

End chapter.

Sorry this one got quite long. I had lots of information to get out and no easy place to break. I hope you made it all the way through. Again I thank all who review, please continue to do so. It makes the writing worth it. It's snowing again today so my snow muse is with me.