Chased by Moonlight

Author:Nancy Gideon
Language: eng
Format: mobi
Tags: Women detectives, Man-woman relationships, New Orleans, Mystery & Detective, Paranormal, General, Romance, Paranormal romance stories, Murder, Suspense, Women Sleuths, Shapeshifting, Fiction, Louisiana
ISBN: 9781439149645
Publisher: Pocket
Published: 2010-06-29T12:20:06+00:00

JACQUES LAROCHE STOOD behind the bar, frowning as he toweled the water spots up. Something was very wrong, and he was wondering when he’d need to do something about it.

Max Savoie had come in an hour before with his new man, Rollo. They sat at Max’s table and proceeded to drink like camels filling a hump. He’d never seen hard liquor touch Max’s lips before, but he was matching the other one glass for glass, growing just as loud and troublesome.

LaRoche had no use for Rollo, finding him obnoxious and aggressive, a dangerous combination. And now Max was mirroring the kind of behavior he wouldn’t tolerate from his clientele.

One of the clan women caught Rollo’s roving eye. It didn’t matter to him that she was mated to another. He stepped in to scoop her up for a dance, squeezing her close and groping her unforgivably. When her mate started from his seat, LaRoche held up a staying hand, then, sighing, put himself in the middle of it. He waded out onto the dance floor, twirled the indignant female back into her lover’s arms, then put his own beefy one about Rollo’s shoulders.

“Come sit down, my friend, and have a drink on the house.”

“I’d rather have that little tasty piece under me.”

“Wouldn’t we all,” Jacques agreed with a wide grin, steering him away from trouble. As Rollo dropped into his seat, scattering the careless stack of empty glasses, Jacques smiled amiably. “On second thought, why don’t I bring you some coffee to clear your heads before you head for home.”

Rollo sneered. “Are you saying there’s something wrong with our thinking? I’m thinking you’ve got a helluva lot of nerve suggesting that, weakblood. Bring us a bottle and keep your fuckin’ nose out of our business. Just do what you’re told. That’s all you’re good for.”

LaRoche gritted his teeth until they cracked, then said softly, “Max, are you gonna let him talk to me like that?”

“He can talk to you any way he pleases, as long as he’s with me. And he’s with me.” Max said that quietly, with an icy smoothness. His gaze lifted slowly to fix on the big man’s. His eyes were flat, still and deadly. “Now, bring us a bottle.”

“Shit.” He took a breath. “Don’t make me have to ask you to leave, Savoie.”

“No. You don’t want to do that.”

LaRoche wasn’t a huge fan of diplomacy. But he was a huge fan of staying alive, and he knew Savoie could change that in an instant. The smart thing would be to back away and pray they didn’t decide to tear his place to pieces. But Max’s superior attitude was wedging like a chicken bone in his throat, and he was going to have to force it up or down.

“Max, I need to speak with you about something.”

“Make an appointment at the office, puppy. We got no time for your kind.”

LaRoche ignored Rollo’s rudeness to smile rather grimly at Savoie. “Max, a minute.”

Max rose up slowly, all distilled power and edgy silence, to follow LaRoche back to his office.

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