Jenna disconnected with Pierce promising to stay in touch. Donal studied her. "What?""My friend in the FDA has confirmed my findings. He's also had his house vandalized and been mugged.""You don't think it was a coincidence," Donal said."What wasn't a coincidence?" Pete said taking the seat on her other side. She eyed him. "That my friend in the FDA has confirmed my results."Donal and Pete exchanged a look. Pete cleared his throat. "Then I guess you have to stay in hiding.""Forever? I can't do that," Jenna said. She wanted to live, but not if she was looking over her shoulder all the time. "There is another way," Donal said. She looked at him, hoping he really did have a way out of this. "Go ahead.""Deke's wife has been running a podcast exposing all sorts of government corruption. She's stopped short of exposing supernatural, but I feel as if this is up her alley. I could put the spotlight on you and make it harder to threaten you.""I don't like it," Pete said. "You don't

"That's where I was heading, Jenna. You're a fairy. Pete should have told you this. This was his job, but it fell to me."Jenna stared at him waiting for him to laugh. He didn't. His gaze hadn't ever been this serious, his green eyes studying her."I'm a fairy?""Many years ago, gargoyles and fairies created an alliance. Some gargoyles were elite and assigned to specific fairies. Time has forgotten that, but the descendants of the gargoyles from that part of Ireland still have a fairy whom they are supposed to protect. They are fated to be together."Jenna didn't know what to think of this. She'd always thought of herself as different. Could this be the explanation she'd been looking for? "I'm going to have to digest that for a moment.""Take your time. It's a lot to take in. I can give you my wife's phone number.""She's a fairy?""Yes."Wait. That meant…Pete?"Pete's my gargoyle?""Yes."***Pete stared at the text, making sure he had the right address. He'd made a decision. It hadn

"I'm not going to slander anyone, but imagine someone you normally trust. Someone who has put themselves in a position of power. They are most likely goblins.""People of power?" Jay asked."Think about anyone in a position of power and trust. They are most likely goblins or working for them," Ben said."That sounds paranoid."Ben shrugged. "Think what you like, but it will all come out eventually.""Okay. We're ready to take calls. Our first caller is Dani Walsh. She's a professor at Philly College. That name sounds familiar. Hey Dani, you're on the air.""Hello Jay. Thank you for having me. I want to get right into things," Dani said."First tell me why I know your name," Jay said."Because I just put a book out about how conspiracy theories are critical thinking gone wrong."Ben had heard of her and had purchased her book. It was always good to know what the opposition was doing. In this case, this wasn't her fault. Unless she was a goblin, she'd been brainwashed like the rest of th

So not only were they on two sides of an issue, they were destined to be together. How ironic. It made Ben smile. He wasn't one to back down from a challenge. He could be subtle and patient. They were his best traits. As a sniper in the army, he'd had to wait for the right moment to strike.Dating was the same way, and knowing Dani was his only shot, and the most important one, he would make sure he didn't pull the trigger until he was certain the bullet would hit the mark.He sat down at the table, leaving a chair in between them. The doors opened, then Ben heard a terrible squawking. He knew that sound. Goblins. They were attacking. The men at the door tried to stop the rush of people as goblins swooped from the rafters. Why hadn't he smelled them?Ben didn't even think. His instincts took over as they never had in the past. He changed into a gargoyle and grabbed Dani by the shoulders. He gripped her without digging his talons into her. He shot fireballs from his wings as he flew to

This was the first time the goblins were touching Ben's life and he didn't know why. He probably could use a drink. He went back to the conference room, following Sean, who poured some Irish whiskey into two shot glasses. He slid one to Ben and one to Dani. She sipped this one. Ben downed his but held onto the glass. He didn't want to be completely wrecked for this conversation."Okay. So, you're all gargoyles?" Dani asked, looking at each one of them pointedly.They all nodded. The she downed the rest of her shot. "Well, interesting to know that my life's work has been for nothing. I'm not even sure I want to know what other conspiracy theories are true.""All of them lass. All of them."***The whiskey had seared its way down Dani's throat. She didn't want to flinch in front of the men, but she did gasp this time. Maybe she should slow down. Being plastered would not help the situation. Whatever that situation was. She couldn't even wrap her brain around, well, anything.She rubbed a