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“No.” So much for that theory. But if Donald Trent wasn’t the shifter after her?—
“Trent pissed you off. Beat his wife. Was a general asshole who made the world a hell of a lot worse by living in it.” He drummed his fingers on the steering wheel and glanced her way. “You went toe-to-toe with this guy in a courtroom.”
Yes, she had. He’d threatened her. Screamed at her. Even had to be restrained by his lawyer once.
“Can’t help but think...the last guy who went after you in court wound up left for dead.”
She knew where this was going, dammit.
“Sure does make me wonder—if Trent isn’t the perp, maybe he’s the victim.”
And in that case, Donald Trent wouldn’t be making an appearance in that town again.
Another present? Hell.
And what about Sylvia? Had she been some twisted gift, too? She and Sylvia had fought that last day in court. In the hallway, where she’d thought they were away from prying eyes.
“Why, Sylvia? Why the hell are you doing this? He’ll walk, and he’ll come after you.”
“I don’t have a choice!” Sylvia had screamed at her. “My life, not yours! You don’t understand, you don’t know?—”
Her forehead fell against the glass of the side window.
An image of the two boys flashed before her eyes.
Damn you, bastard—stop!
ChapterTwelve
The motel room was small.The bed was big. And Erin was close.
He’d never been good at resisting temptation, but, this time, he was gonna have to fucking try. Jude clenched his back teeth andtriednot to notice the way her breasts stretched the front of her blouse, urging the buttons to pop loose.
He’d been trying not to notice and so had all those cops at the precinct.
Seeing the other men eyeing his lady...well, his beast had been ready to attack.
“What’s the next move?” she asked, kicking off her pumps and making her way to the bed.
The next move? Stripping her, spreading her out over that bed, driving deep and hard inside her sex.
Jude cleared his throat and glanced up at the ceiling.A job.The job came first. Hell, shewasthe job. And as much as his dick would like to lead him around on this case, he had to focus.
And keep her safe.
“You’re going to sleep, and I’m going to find out just what kind of paranormals rule this town.”
The mattress squeaked when she sat down. “What? Jude, I told you, there aren’t any supernaturals?—”
“Ah, sweetheart, you’re not the onlyOtherhere.” Sure, the paranormals loved the big cities, but there were justtoo manyof their kind. If you looked, you could find paranormals just about everywhere, and heknewthere had to be moreOtherin this city—more vampires, shifters, demons.
To find them, you just needed to know exactly where to look.
“You were at the station with me, you saw the cops?—”
“Yeah, none of them were shifters.” Wouldn’t have been vamps either. He’d never met a vamp cop. Vamps couldn’t usually hold day jobs. They just weren’t cut out for it. They were stronger at night, so most of them just stayed shut in when the sun was up.
There could have been some demons on the force, though. Maybe one or two, but without Zane there to spot his own kind, Jude wouldn’t see them.
