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She started forward, but Kane’s arm shot out to block her before she could make it across the counter.
Josie pouted. “She didn’t even flinch.”
“Not my first enthusiastic vampire,” I said, remaining perfectly still.
Josie raised the bottle of tequila. “Shot?”
“Not now, thanks.” I figured I’d lob my next question while I had the head of security in front of me. “Have you heard anything about vampires trafficking human girls?”
“In Fairhaven?” Josie asked. “No way.”
“Why not here?”
“Because Kane wouldn’t allow it.” She angled her head toward him.
“It would be bad for business,” Kane explained.
“I’m glad you cleared that up. Wouldn’t want to mistake you for a demon with a conscience.”
“If there were vampires trafficking anybody within a twenty-mile radius of this town, I’d know about it,” Josie said, with a touch of arrogance.
“How about the animal attacks?” I asked.
“I know about the dead cop,” she said. “Too bad. I liked Lindley.”
“You knew her?”
Josie nodded. “Can’t be head of security of a place like this without knowing the local police.”
“Do you think she really died from an animal attack?” I asked.
Josie seemed to choose her words carefully. “I think she was likely killed by whatever’s been killing the livestock.”
It was a reasonable theory. “Would it be possible to interview your friendly neighborhood assassins during their next guild meeting?”
Kane started to choke, prompting raucous laughter from Josie. “Check out the balls on you,” she said, giving me an admiring glance.
“I’m afraid that won’t be possible,” Kane said, “but I’m more than willing to conduct my own inquiry. If I learn anything, I’ll let you know.”
I could tell that was as far as I could push him. I had one more question though. “If I were in the market for a ward, would you have a recommendation?”
Kane and Josie exchanged glances. “Bridger?” he asked.
Josie mulled it over. “I’m not sure they’re taking small jobs. They won that jackpot last year, remember?”
I laughed. “They won the lottery?”
“I don’t think it was a particularly large sum, but it made the news,” Kane said. “It would be worth asking. Penelope Bridger is one of the older and more talented witches in the area.”
“Thanks.”
He waved me off when I opened my purse to pay for the seltzer water. “I look forward to seeing you again soon, Miss Clay. It’s been an absolute pleasure.”
I wasn’t so sure about that, but it wasn’t entirelyunpleasant either.
“Take my card before you go.” He plucked a business card from his pocket and placed it in front of me on the counter.
“Why?”
