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Chapter One

The corpse was sprawled out before Detective Anne Sutton like a felled oak Around the fordry and dark If it weren’t for the nu that anyone could get the drop on this huge lug

“You sure pissed soloves and leaned over the body

Beside her, the forensics guy was taking sa therisly scene in front of her Whether this was a hit or a criether faster than anyone else in her precinct As much as she hated to think about the political aspects of her job, she really needed to be the one to get the credit for this This wasn’t her first homicide, but it was definitely the messiest It reminded her of a case from her rookie days when some idiot had accidentally cut hieted hin in his yard

But Anne wasn’t a rookie any her as the capable woman they’d promoted to detective, or she could find herself in trouble and soon

Brushing a stray lock of chestnut hair aith the back of her hand, Anne scanned the body again He had no ID No particularly distinctive identifying marks His shoes were expensive Italian leather They were a bit incongruous with the hair, which was greasy and as long as her own It had been pulled back into a ponytail He was also wearing a high-end tracksuit So to die today

His pose supported the theory that he had been caught by surprise A look at his well-ht anyone off That was a pity because it was so easy to run tests on a few skin flakes fros there anyway, just in case theyuseful

The glint of the ring caught her eye just before she was about to rise It was pinned beneath one of his htly to retrieve the ring and then held it close for examination

A broad band of brushed tungsten carbide Fleur-de-lis pattern on the side Marquise cut garnet in the

The deft way that he moved his hands had always left Anne under the ih, forever in arette Those hands looked like they could slip in anywhere unimpeded, a testament to his prowess at illicit activities

But they proved themselves adept at other activities, ones that Anne hadn’t been able to fathoerous s hiations in that area had found nothing of relevance… but they had found HIM, and now his active fingers were finding every sensitive spot, every weakness She ht her to the brink and still demanded more of her vulnerable flesh

“Williaasped as her back arched involuntarily

He chuckled al kisses along her collarbone She panted helplessly, with hih he had expanded his slim form to make up her whole world She knew that she should stop this She knew that they shouldn’t be doing this, and yet he was everything She had put off the very thought of pleasure like this in her life but was now so consuht never break away

“You like this, pet?” he teased His voice was deep and smooth, like whiskey and razorblades, and it sent a shiver through her

“D-don’t stop,” she begged

His lips spread into a lopsided grin, and, dutifully, he resus She shuddered and closed her eyes Each stroke made her hips want to buck forward, and as she panted, he pressed kisses to her neck,her beauty, her scent, her strength

One finger slipped inside her, and he moved down so that all she could see was the an to well inside her He was rubbing now, up and down, up and down the sides of her folds, but his clever tongue had also put itself to work She gasped with each breath, and a staccato strea issued from her lips

The explosion of pleasure aluard Her hips jerked forward and froze, and she cried out, afraid that this feeling would stop But Willia her until her muscles had relaxed, and she lay spent on his bed