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Hunt grunted, “Isaiah did.” She smiled. “It was standard protocol.”
“So even after your boss tasked me with finding this murderer, you felt the need to look into whether my alibi checked out?”
“I didn’t write the fucking rules, Quinlan.”
“Hmm.”
“Open the curtains.”
“No, thank you.”
“Or you could invite me in and make my job easier.”
“Definitely no.”
“Why?”
“Because you can do your job just as well from that roof.”
Hunt’s chuckle skittered along her bones. “We’ve been ordered to get to the bottom of these murders. So I hate to tell you this, sweetheart, but we’re about to get real up close and personal.”
The way he said sweetheart—full of demeaning, condescending swagger—made her grind her teeth.
Bryce rose, padding to the floor-to-ceiling window under Syrinx’s careful watch, and tugged the curtains back enough to see the angel standing on the opposite roof, phone to his ear, gray wings slightly flared, as if balancing against the wind. “I’m sure you get off on the whole protector-of-damsels thing, but I was asked to head this case. You’re the backup.”
Even from across the street, she could see him roll his eyes. “Can we skip this pecking-order bullshit?”
Syrinx nudged at her calves, then shoved his face past her legs to peer at the angel.
“What is that pet of yours?”
“He’s a chimera.”
“Looks expensive.”
“He was.”
“Your apartment looks pretty damn expensive, too. That sorceress must pay you well.”
“She does.” Truth and lie.
His wings flared. “You have my number now. Call it if something goes wrong, or feels wrong, or if you need anything.”
“Like a pizza?”
She clearly saw the middle finger Hunt lifted above his head. Shadow of Death, indeed.
Bryce purred, “You would make a good delivery boy with those wings.” Angels in Lunathion never stooped to such work, though. Ever.
“Keep the damn curtains open, Quinlan.” He hung up.
She just gave him a mocking wave. And shut the curtains entirely.
Her phone buzzed with a message just as she plopped down again.
Do you have enchantments guarding your apartment?
She rolled her eyes, typing back, Do I look stupid?
