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"The hand, it’s average size," Sers or maybe a man with sm--"

"No" Cara’s denial was absolute Said at once She shot a frowning stare at the body "You all need to understand soht There’s no way an incubus could have been with Michael"

She’d know

"An incubus can only seduce those ould find hi for a succubus It’s a basic, primitive response" A firone with an incubus The killer, hell, the killer’s a succubus"

She swiped a tear from her eye and whispered, "You deserved better than this" She spoke to Michael, her voice the intimate one of a friend

Or lover

"I’m sorry, Michael" She sounded completely sincere Her hands balled into fists

Damn, but Todd wanted to comfort her

To protect and to fuck Two drives that should have been at odds, but with her, they seemed perfectly in tune

Todd huffed out a hard breath and wondered just what he was going to do about his sex demon

Smith cleared her throat, looked a bit less hostile as she asked, "Uh, does she need to see the other body?"

Todd gave a gri it off now Besides, he’d been the one to co Cara to the Crypt

He just hadn’t realized that seeing her pain would hurt him so much "Hurry, Smith" He wanted Cara away from that place

S handle and grasped the covered slab The slab rolled toward them with a rush of icy air

Cara inched forward Gasped when Sht of the deep wounds on his chest

"Why would a deht side "If you guys can kill with a touch, why mutilate theCara carefully Like a rat watching a snake that had slithered too close

Or a very nervous huerous demon

"No need for that" Cara turned her stare directly onto the ME "We can cause asa human"

Nice to know

She rubbed her arms, as if chilled "It…this doesn’t make sense A succubus wouldn’t do this I told you, it’s a waste--of energy and power" Her gaze e Hate There’s no reason to kill this way--not when a succubus could use a sihts

Two different hter

Because there were two killers?

One a sex demon who could kill with the soft stroke of a hand touch and one--one who enjoyed the red splash of blood and the screams of a victim’s pain?

Ah, shit

Two killers--a possibility he couldn’t ignore

Chapter 11

S when the detectives finally left with their little guest

Guest

A demon

Oh, God, but they were everywhere--and, fros, another one was out there, a crazy psycho like the one who had attacked her Only this ti and

She braced her elbows on her desk and lowered her head into her palms The faint strains of jazz swirled around her Thewhen that asshole took her He’d coed

She’d seen teeth Too sharp Claws

Then she’d seen darkness

Only to awake to a nightmare

Her shoulders hunched Every person she le Person She wondered about the far worse?

The bodies that came in, she studied then with sharper eyes--and remembered the times bodies had been "transferred" out of her care due to a so-called overload in her department

Had those transferred bodies been supernaturals? Were they enetics?

She suspected they had been

The door to the Crypt squeaked open

S in the doorway

She shot to her feet and demanded, "What do you want, Captain?" Their personal relationship had ended His choice He’d ended the best dao No explanations Just a cold, hard cut

They probably shouldn’t have ever gotten involved in the first place They worked together He was the captain with the bright future that everyone was always talking about

She was the ME who carved up the dead

But she’d wanted hione to his office to give hiiven in to that need

The passion between them had burned hard for three months

Then he’d shut her out

The bastard

The worse part--he’d ripped out her heart

Not that she’d ever let him know that

Her chin lifted when he stepped inside the Crypt "Do you need a case file?"

His gaze swept the rooray "I need to talk to you"

"Unless it’s about one of those bodies," she pointed in the direction of the vaults, "we don’t have anything to say" Maybe not the ive a shit

She’d been through hell the last few months, and she wasn’t in theshe knehat he was going to say After the attack, he’d started looking at her kind of…funny

With eyes too intent Alatching

After the way he’d kicked her aside, the jerk was probably feeling guilty Good He should He--

"You need to know so about me" McNeal stalked toward her, and yeah, stalked was the best description

Smith tried to study him dispassionately Really, her friends had asked her what she’d seen in the guy He hite, for one thing, and her girls had never been into the white men And he was older Nine years