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But what the hell had happened here?
These people need help.
Just then, interrupting her thoughts, Dax called out loudly enough that all could hear. “Okay, listen up, anyone who hasn’t given a statement, get over to one of the guys.” Then to his own men, ”No one leaves till we have a full interview. Got it? No one. I want every detail.”
Is this what Finch meant?
Regardless of what the councilman had said, he was being a little rough.
”Hey, hey babe, come on, take it easy,” she said, placing a hand on his arm gently. “These people are traumatized enough. No need to go full ‘Alpha voice’ on them.”
Dax’s head whipped around, “Bloom, please,” he said.
He seemed annoyed, she noted.
“Just let me do my job, okay?” he finished.
He turned and bent to address an older man who was crumpled off to the side of the aisle.
Gruffly, he demanded, “Sir, tell me what happened here.”
“Dax,” she snapped just a little more sharply than she intended. “Would it kill you to be a little nice?” She wasn’t sure why but she felt her temper rising.
Rising to face her, he pointed a finger to where the body was laying and said, “Bloom, did you see his forehead? We don’t have the luxury of using velvet gloves. Not here, not now. In case you didn’t notice, things are starting to spiral. And not in a good direction.”
He turned back to the man before she even had a chance to answer.
“I’m just saying, you get more bees with honey.”
“One second, sir, don’t go anywhere,” she heard him say to the crumpled man before turning to face her. She didn’t think Dax had anything to worry about. The guy was totally out of it.
“Bloom, I’m not sure what’s gotten into you, but you need to let me do my fucking job. The witches and all the fae healer types I am sure will be available for plenty of hand holding later, but right now I need these witness statements while they still have something in their heads. Okay?” He threw his arms in the air in despair. “And remember that shifter from the shop? Well, he died. And I am pretty sure your friend Dewey is going to die too. Obviously, I misjudged the situation with that drug. It is not gone. In fact it is getting worse. Much worse. And guess whose job it is to protect Fae Crossing? Mine. And right now I am failing. And you are not helping.”
She was stunned, not just by his harsh words and demeanor, but by the news about Dewey.
A moment later Dax seemed to realize that perhaps he had gone too far. “I’m sorry,” he said, as he pulled her into a hug. “You didn’t deserve that. But this is serious. There is more to this drug than meets the eye, and things are rapidly spinning out of control.”
While the hug felt good and she appreciated his words, she was still a bit stunned.
Was Finch right? Maybe she did need to be here to look out for fae interests.
He released her and was about to return to interviewing witnesses when he turned one last time. “And I am going to need to talk to Chris and Kim. They have been hiding something, and the time for secrets is long since passed.”
After that, he brusquely said his goodbye and turned to man once again.
She turned and headed back to her car.
I think I need to talk to Mack about Dax’s father.
CHAPTER18
“Are you sure this is the best way to handle things, Dax?” Rollo was saying as the pack gathered around the table at the Grizzly Den.
“I don’t know, but it’s what we’re doing, okay? I am tired of those women playing games with us. We gave them plenty of opportunities to come clean.”
“But what if they already told us everything they know?” Clint asked.
Dax just leveled him with a look. “Seriously? Is that the best your bear senses can do? You can’t tell me you really think that they have been totally open and honest? Come on, man.”
