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“Of course she will,” Doyle said, looking at her hard. “I’d say this is some pretty solid proof that Dragos is a danger to the community. Wouldn’t you, Counselor?”
She hesitated, weighing her options.
“It is,” she finally said. “And yes, if we need it, we’ll use it.” She told herself that she wasn’t crossing any lines by doing so. After all, Doyle had learned about Annie and Luke all on his own.
Still, she felt a twinge of guilt. With a great deal of mental force, she quashed it. She needed to remember who she was—the new human prosecutor on a high-profile case. Her boss was expecting a seasoned advocate. One who knew how to play the game, and didn’t let her personal feelings get in the way.
And she was that girl. She hadn’t made it to the top of her law school class without a competitive edge. Wouldn’t have landed Stemmons behind bars if she didn’t have skills. And she wouldn’t have been selected to work at Division if Leviathan wasn’t fully confident in her abilities.
If Montague wanted to argue that Luke had fed off Annie to save himself, then Montague could damn well raise that as an affirmative defense.
She ran her fingers through her hair and nodded toward Tucker’s phone. “Okay. Good. This goes a long way toward establishing the element of danger to the community. But risk of flight’s harder. He came back to Division of his own accord.”
“With a stake strapped to his chest.”
“True,” Sara acknowledged. “But it’ll be there during his bail term as well.”
“So we put on evidence suggesting that given more time he would have found a way to remove it. Three hours wasn’t enough. But three days? Three weeks? A guy like Dragos, he must have connections that could pull that off.”
Sara nodded. “Right. So we suggest to the court that he’s looking to shake loose of the countermeasures. Couple that with the evidence about Annie, not to mention the silver signet ring, the DNA, and your vision. With all that, I think the court will surely deny bail.”
Doyle leaned back, his hands shoved deep into his pockets. “Huh.”
“What? You disagree?”
“Nope. We’re good. Just surprised is all.”
“By?”
“You. Didn’t figure you had the balls to go after him.”
She lifted her brows. “And I didn’t figure you had the balls to admit you were wrong, so maybe we’re even. But speaking of balls, you ever come at me in attack mode again, Doyle, and I will nail yours to the wall.” She smiled, wide and flirty. “We’re clear?”
He let out a guffaw, just as she’d expected he would. She’d spent years with hard-ass detectives, and she knew a thing or two about the care and feeding of same.
“You’re not a pushover,” he said. “That’s good. You last a month in the basement, I’ll buy you lunch.” He stuck out his hand.
She closed her hand over his. “You’re on.”
* * *
“My eyes are going to fall right out of my head soon,” Sara said, looking up from the papers spread across her desk as Blair entered.
“I know a demon who did that,” Blair said. “The eye thing, I mean. Big hit at parties. Huge,” she added as Sara gawked. “What? It was a hoot.”
“Remind me not to go to a party with you.”
Blair smirked. “Not even a worry. You’re growing on me. But we’re not besties yet.”
“The day’s looking up already.”
They shared a grin, then Blair settled back in one of the guest chairs. “So what do we still need to pull together?”
Sara skimmed the piles that Blair had organized. “Honestly, I think we’re in good shape.” After finishing the interview with Doyle, she’d had a meeting with Leviathan, followed by another with the preternatural version of Human Resources. When she’d reached her office, she’d been greeted by two stacks of paper on her desk. On the left, the rough draft of a brief in support of Division’s Opposition to Defendant’s Motion to Set Bail. On the right, all the case law relevant to both the motion and the opposition.
All in all, a huge help, and she’d dug right in, the rhythm of the law helping her find her center and cling to the familiar in a decidedly new world.
“You’ll take care of filing our briefs and making sure the evidence is labeled and organized?”
