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I frowned at him. "Whose blood?"
"His. Seems our killer got a little heavy-handed with the scratches this time." He nodded toward the victim's torso. "Got scratches on his chest, genitals, and legs."
"What type of scratches?"
"A cat of some kind. She's a big one, though."
"How big is big?"
"Twice the size of a regular cat, at least."
"So are we looking for something the size of a puma or something more like a tiger?"
"Something the size of a tiger, at least."
I stepped closer. The metallic tang of blood perfumed the air, as did the scents of sweat and sex. But underneath those were notes of jasmine and orange. The same scents that had been evident in Gerard James's office.
My gaze ran from the dead man's neck to his back and down his legs. There were scratches scattered across his pale flesh - big, thick, ugly scratches that had taken more than a little skin with them.
"It can't be the same cat that scratched James," I said, glancing around at Cole. "This one has massive paws."
"I think it is, but I won't know that until I do some DNA tests."
I raised my eyebrows. "You found more than the victim's DNA this time?"
"Found it last time, too. I'm hoping the saliva found on James's cock will match that found on this man."
"And that's the only DNA of our mysterious lady friend that you've found?"
"Nope. And it appears our murderess is in heat."
That raised my eyebrows. "Then why would she be killing her mates? That's more a spider habit than cat, isn't it?"
He smiled. It was a nice smile, a smile that lit up his whole face. "Maybe they really disappointed her."
"Then let's hope her future dates have brushed up on their technique a bit more." Or that we caught her before those dates happened. The violence in her attacks seemed to be escalating, and I really didn't want to imagine what she might do to the next man. "We've got a witness this time?"
"Henry Rollins is the gentleman who found him. He's waiting in the back storeroom, if you'd like to talk to him. There's also another potential witness, but it might be best to let Kade deal with him."
I raised my eyebrows. "Why?"
"He's as drunk as a skunk and smells like vomit." His gaze met mine, blue eyes twinkling. "And we all know what a delicate little nose you have."
"Thanks. I think."
I turned and headed for the back of the store, but had gone only three or four steps when Kade finally arrived. I didn't have to actually see him to know he was there - his sheer, masculine scent overwhelmed just about everyone else in the room.
"About fucking time you turned up," I said mildly, over my shoulder.
"Hey, I had to stop for coffee."
"For everyone, I hope," Cole commented.
"I didn't think you boys were allowed to drink on the job. In case of spillage, etcetera."
I pointed an imperious finger and tried to be stern, despite the smile teasing my lips. "If you didn't bring us coffee, you can just go out on the sidewalk and interview the witness the cops are holding."
"Geez, is bossiness inbred in wolves or something?"
