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Holly glared at hi Flash Five girl"

Asshole She liked Ben, really did, but sometimes he could piss her off

Holly's nose wrinkled Oh, dammit, she could smell the blood

"Well, if you're not goin' to faint, then get your ass over to those cops and find out just what the hell is goin' on," Mac growled

Her back teeth locked The cops had already said there would be no interviews At least, no "official" ones A girl had to try Holly shoved her microphone toward Ben "Be back in ten" And hopefully, she'd be back with a story

Holly turned on her heel Zeroed her sights on the detectives They were talking to a uniformed cop Faces intent She slipped under the yellow police tape, then crept toward the to overhear-

"Ms Storm, just what the hell do you think you're doin'?" Colin Gyth de down at her His arms were crossed over his rather irabbed her ared yelp

"If anted reporters screwing up the evidence, there wouldn't be a damn barrier set up"

A flimsy barrier He pushed her under the tape, shook his head, and frowned down at her "Hell, woman, didn't you learn your lesson the last time?"

Learn her lesson? What was she, a two-year-old? "What I learned," she pitched her voice low, knowing others couldn't overhear this, "is that this town has a lot of deadly secrets" She pointed toward the body "Looks like you've got so demons"

His eyes widened "What?"

Uh, oh The detective hadn't known-

He was under the tape and beside her in less than two seconds For a big guy, he could sure move fast "What did you just say?"

Holly licked her lips The detective was intie of teeth that looked a bit too sharp and-

"She said the victi voice had every nerve in Holly's body tensing No, shit, not-

She and Colin turned together and met the coal-black stare of Niol Lapen It was just after dusk, and the dark shadows gathered around hith of his body

He strolled toward the ured most women would find attractive-not her, of course, but most women-showed no hint of emotion But then, she'd rarely known Niol to bother much with emotions

Midnight-black hair swept back frouy really had perfect features, aesthetically speaking anyway High cheeks, square jaw, long, straight nose, and lips that were-

Not for aze back up to his black eyes and away from the lips that she was not the least bit interested in She needed to focus on his eyes-because it was the eyes that told the true nature of the man Or, in Niol's case, the true nature of the demon