Biting Cold 6 by Neill Chloe

Author:Neill, Chloe [Neill, Chloe]
Language: eng
Format: mobi
Tags: Romance, Chicagoland Vampires#6, Paranormal, Fiction
ISBN: 9781101590423
Publisher: NAL
Published: 2012-08-07T07:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER THIRTEEN

EVERY TIME A BELL RINGS…

I jolted awake nine hours later, still alone in my chilly bedroom. My phone was ringing, so I grabbed it from the nightstand and checked the screen. It was Jeff.

“Hey,” I said, checking the time. It was barely after sunset; Jeff must have been aching to call me.

“We have news,” Jeff said, “and it’s not looking good.”

Not exactly the way I wanted to start the night, but then not terribly surprising, either. “What’s happened?”

“Not what has happened, but what might happen. Turns out, the crime scene folks found something at the scene of Paulie’s murder. They thought it was just a random bit of paper at the scene but, when they checked the blood patterns, discovered it was put there after Paulie’s throat was cut.”

I sat up and pulled my hair from my face. “What was it?”

“A newspaper article. Remember I told you about those four cops who got busted for beating up those vamps?”

“The ones you told us about in Nebraska? Yeah. Why?”

“The evidence at the crime scene? It was an article about them.”

“Why would Tate be interested in something like that?”

“The article was about the cops being released. I guess they had to do some processing, or waiting for the bail money to go through, I don’t know. Their release is scheduled for tonight—there’s a big to-do at a CPD lockup on the South Side. Plenty of people are pissed about it.”

That made more sense than I’d wanted it to. “Crap,” I muttered.

“What?”

“As it turns out, we’re hypothesizing Tate’s an old-school messenger—an avenging angel with a revenge problem whose halo fell off many, many centuries ago.”

“A fallen angel?”

“That’s the one. And if he thinks the cops didn’t get the justice they deserved, he might be hoping to wield his sword against them.”

“Tate the supernatural avenger,” Jeff muttered. “In what universe does that make sense?”

“This one, unfortunately,” I said. “First things first. Can you make contact with the cops or their attorneys? Let them know he’s a threat?”

“Already tried that route. Chuck called one of the attorneys—apparently he’d had some relationship with him when he was on the force—and tried to get him to cancel the conference.”

Chuck was my grandfather. “The attorney didn’t buy it?”

“He did not. He said his client was a cop and he could take care of himself, especially against, and I’m quoting here, a ‘desk-riding politician.’ He said he wouldn’t cancel the press conference because the city of Chicago needed to know how poorly his client had been treated. He supposedly went on for ten minutes about the injustice of being a cop behind bars.”

I rolled my eyes. “Then maybe the cop shouldn’t have helped beat the crap out of four people.”

“I believe that was Chuck’s point. But I’m sure he said it more diplomatically.”

“Probably so. I guess the lawyers will find out soon enough about Tate’s ‘desk riding.’ If you’ll send me the article, we’ll see what we can do from this end.”

“Will do,” he said.

“Thanks, Jeff. We appreciate it.

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