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This broken hunter, with her terror that turned the air caustic, would quiver and shatter like fractured glass with the first touch of his ers over that skin ilded by the sun, to trace the lush curves of her lips, the long line of her neck, the co The last time he’d allowed his ck to overrule his head, he’d al, he walked around to behind the sleek sprawl of his desk and picked up the garbage bag sitting on the floor “I assume you have some experience with tattoos?”

Lines on her forehead, confusionout the far more distasteful dominant emotion he’d perceived thus far “No My specialty is in ancient languages and history”

Clever of the Guild Director “In that case, tell loves this ti, the stu sound

The hunter sturuesoaze back to hirim fury on that face that had already shown itself to be so expressive, he wondered if she’d ever won a poker game in her life “You think that’s funny?”

“No” The truth “See him in the freezer when you were on your way”

It was such an inhu to say that Honor had to take a ardless of his darka human Not even close “How old are you?” The media speculations ran from four to six hundred, but at that instant, she knew they rong Very wrong

A faint smile that h to scare you”

Yes She’d been trapped with vampires who had wanted only to hurt her, bore the scars of their abuse even now, but never had she been in the presence of soh he was known to be a powerful son of a bitch, ruthless as a gleae, Dmitri functioned fine in the human world Which meant he could mask the lethal truth when he wanted to, but this ho he was beneath the civilized black on black of his suit—a ht a bowling ball

Keeping that knowledge in lass of his desk, since there were no chairs on this side, and forced herself to lean closer to the decapitated head “He’s been in water?” The skin was soaked and pulpy, gone a wrinkled white—an obscene reminder of happy hours spent in the bath

“Hudson”

“He needs to be looked at by a proper forensic tea to see the full lines of the tattoo “I need access to lab equip the head back into the garbage bag “Follow ut, seared her veins to fill her face, but she grabbed her laptop and did as ordered His back was solid and strong in front of her, his hair gleahts When she didn’t step up beside him, he shot her an ahter didn’t reach those watchful eyes that whispered of ages long gone “Ah, an old-fashioned wo all of her concentration to breathe, her body close to adrenaline overload