"How do you know?"
"The song. Wulf thinks it's funny that it plays 'Iron-man' for my escorts. They live in the security house that's down the estate not far from the gate. Someone must have pulled in to the driveway and buzzed for entry."
And she thought her father was paranoid about security. "What is this place, Fort Knox?"
"No," Chris said earnestly. "You might actually break in or out of Knox. The only way out of here is with at least two guards trailing you at all times."
"You sound like you've tried to go over the wall."
"More times than you can count."
She laughed as she remembered what Wulf had told her in her room. "Wulf said it was useless."
"It is. Believe me, if there was a way out of here, I'd have found it and used it by now."
Wulf hung up and rose to his feet.
"Is it for me?" Chris asked.
"No, it's Corbin."
"She's the one with Kat?" Cassandra asked Wulf.
He nodded as he went to the front door.
Cassandra followed after him in time to see a sleek red Lotus Esprit pulling up in front of the house. The passenger door opened to show her Kat, who got out of the car and rushed up to the house.
"Hey, kid, you all right?"
Cassandra smiled. "I'm not sure."
"Why is she here?" Wulf asked Corbin as the Dark-Huntress drew near him.
The Huntress tucked her hands in her pockets as she drew closer to Wulf. "She's in Artemis's service too. Her job is to protect Cassandra, and I thought it wise to let her help you."
Wulf looked suspiciously at Kat. "I don't need any help."
Kat bristled. "Relax, Mr. Macho, I won't rain on your parade. But you do need me. I happen to know Stryker personally. I'm the only shot you have at deflecting him."
Wulf wasn't sure if he should put any faith in those words. "You said you didn't know him at the club."
"I didn't want to blow my cover, but that was before you guys separated us and I had to convince Corbin to return me to Cassandra before Stryker finds her again."
"Do you trust her?" he asked Corbin.
"About as much as I trust anyone. But she pointed out that she's been with Cassandra for five years and Cassandra ain't dead yet."
"It's true," Cassandra said. "I've trusted her implicitly all this time."
"All right," Wulf said reluctantly. He met Corbin's gaze. "Keep your phone on and I'll be in touch."
Corbin nodded, then headed back to her car.
"We haven't met formally," Kat said, holding out her hand to Wulf as Corbin drove off. "I'm Katra."
He shook her hand. "Wulf."
"Yes, I know." Kat led them into the house, back to the living room where Chris was still sitting on the sofa.