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Coyote and Jay make it outside in the middle of all the chaos, darting around fleeing patrons and panicking staff to the employee parking lot ( Read more... )

So, where has Coyote been during all of this? Good question.

She led the first group in from Milliways, to a hotel suite. Hard to say if she paid for it, or just 'borrowed' it.

Following them inside, she took a quick look around, but didn't find what she was looking for. Then, she called Laini and Riley to let them know to start with the ( Read more... )

Coyote looks carefully over her shoulder as tugs Havelock around the side of a row of dinging slot machines.

"I had hoped I wouldn't need to ask you this," she tells him with a wry smile. She looks tense around the eyes. "But there are some men here who can not be allowed to find any of you, or interfere with what I am doing here."

Somewhere in Nevada ( Read more... )

"Here," Coyote says, opening a door out of the one quiet room she found, a staff rest area located near the public bathrooms. (Yes, it might have been locked. No, Coyote doesn't care ( Read more... )

The door Coyote opens leads to a brightly lit section of the strip. You can barely tell it's getting late in the evening, the sky is practically blotted out by blinding fluorescents ( Read more... )

The door opens into a fairly swanky hotel room, somewhere on the Las Vegas strip. It looks like a suite, with a den area and several bathrooms, as well as a door that may lead to a kitchenette ( Read more... )

Late at night, in a truck stop somewhere in Eastern Nevada ( Read more... )

A woman who called herself Elizabeth Wile opened the door of her Sedona home to find a non-descript car in her driveway, and a Deputy US Marshal on her front steps ( Read more... )