In the faint light, her pale legs gleamed. She wore a loose, flowing top and a pair of dark shorts. He found her sitting at the edge of her pool, staring down into the glowing water. I think you’ve more than earned some rest… “Then get the hell out of here, Detective. “Don’t worry, Captain, I don’t have any intention of letting her go.” A woman like her, if she gets away from you, you’ll spend the rest of your life kicking your own ass.” “Don’t you know, Captain?” Colin asked, and a smile lifted his lips. “Where the hell are you goin’?” McNeal demanded. He was bruised and sore as hell from the fall he’d taken in the alley, and he couldn’t wait to go home and curl up in bed with his succubus. He rose slowly, pushing up from his chair. “’Cause the criminals are a different breed.” One that he’d be ready to face now, head-on. “These cases just get harder and harder.” “They never actually saw him those nights-he just used his demon power,” which was pretty damn scary, “to make them think they had.” “And Komak planted the memories in their heads,” Todd said. “The alibis were given by humans,” Colin reminded him. “And what about his alibis? They checked out and-” She’ll be in soon to brief you on what she’s got.” ![]() ![]() He had a suspicion that went straight to his soul, but there was no way anyone would ever be able to prove Niol’s involvement. Todd didn’t speak those words, because he didn’t have proof. “But you left out a few details…like, oh, say, just how the hell did Cameron Komak catch on fire?” “This report will be fine for the mayor and the DA and any of those other vulture reporters who want info on the case.” McNeal picked up a pen, began to tap it casually against the desktop. “Komak was the one who tied things up with that damn wall.” He’d gone to the apartment after Gyth had notified him and seen it for himself- fucking insane. “And framing her for their deaths, right.” A hard exhalation of air from McNeal “Nice little package you’ve got for me.” He leaned back in his chair. “The man apparently had an obsession with Cara Maloan, and in his twisted mind, he was punishing Cara by attacking the men who showed interest in her.” He’d had clothing belonging to the victims, photos-a f**king sick shrine. The guy had made a whole f**king wall in his place dedicated to the crimes. “I found undeniable evidence to link him to the killings of Simon Battle, Travis Walters, Michael House, and Susan Dobbs.” Now, that part was actually true. “And when I went to Cameron Komak’s house after I was informed of the incident,” Gyth picked up the story with barely a pause, Unfortunately, the heat from the flames was so intense that Cameron died on scene.” Several other witnesses”-that would be Niol, Cara, and Holly Storm-“soon entered the alley. “The report tells, clearly, that when I entered the alley, I discovered Cameron Komak, burning. “This is the report that you want presented to the DA and the mayor, correct?” “’Cause that part wasn’t in this neat little report.” “I just want to know,” McNeal growled, “if Brooks here thinks that bastard Niol was involved in the torching.” His lips pursed. Mostly because he’d thought she was guilty in the beginning, too.īut it looked like they’d officially gotten past the twisted shit in their lives and gone back to being a team again. The bastard should have forgiven him-Todd wasn’t holding a grudge against Colin for suspecting Cara. Maybe he’d finally forgiven him for the whole your-lover-might-be-a-killer thing. “I know he secured the scene the only way he could.” “Hell, stop defending him, Gyth.” McNeal closed the report with a snap. “He did the damn best he could under the circumstances and-” “Billy Mane and Tyler Johnson? They’re both backing up the story about the fire?” “I think so.” The woman had been shell-shocked, but before the ambulance attendants loaded her up, she’d grabbed his hand and told him, voice hoarse from the fire and Cameron’s powerful grip, “You’re right. ![]() McNeal’s eyes rose, then pinned Todd in his chair.
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