Dying to Meet You by S. C. Stokes

Author:S. C. Stokes [Stokes, S. C.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Amazon: B078HC2VTV
Goodreads: 37657176
Publisher: Prescient Publishing
Published: 2018-03-14T05:00:00+00:00

Chapter Thirteen

Kasey stood, staring down the imposing figure of Arthur Ainsley.

The elevator shuddered to life, but Arthur swept a hand across the control panel.

“Forfyllan,” he muttered. His voice was quiet yet unyielding. The language was foreign to Kasey but its impact was clear. The elevator ground to a halt.

“Now, you listen to me, and you listen well, Miss Chase. When it comes to the Council, my voice is the only one that matters.”

“I don’t care about your council, Arthur,” Kasey retorted. “If I did, I would have registered. I want you, your son, and your Council out of my way, and out of my life!”

Arthur’s face creased with anger as he pointed at her. “Listen, you ungrateful little wretch, it doesn’t matter what you want. The Council governs all arcane matters in the Unites States. When a young witch uses her powers like a vigilante to hunt down criminals, those matters come across my desk. I was lenient once. But you should understand that there is a limit. The next time your name crosses my desk, and I think we both know that it will, you may not be so fortunate.”

“So what is it you want, Arthur? You didn’t come down here for that farce upstairs. You could have sent your goons. You want something. Something you couldn’t ask for in front of the Chief. What is it?”

Arthur composed himself. “Very perceptive, Miss Chase. This case you’re working, I think we both know your suspect is no ordinary killer.”

“I can’t disclose the details of an active investigation,” Kasey replied. “But as you heard from Chief West, we do suspect he is a serial killer, with all that entails.”

“That is not what I’m referring to, Miss Chase. Don’t play dumb with me. He’s a Werewolf. That particular detail could not have escaped your attention.”

“Wait, how could you know that?” Kasey demanded, her mind racing as she thought of the beast she had faced at Hudson Road.

“Because we have the hair sample your boss submitted to the FBI. When it didn’t register a match in the NYPD’s database, he called in the cavalry. Fortunately, we made it disappear before it could cause too much of a stir.”

“Why would you do that? That was the one piece of evidence we had on him.”

“Evidence, Miss Chase? What do you need the evidence for? To find him? Or convict him? Because if it is the former, let me help you. We’ve already analyzed the sample and determined that it belongs to Danilo Lelac, a Hungarian assassin of some repute. If it is the latter, I would advise you to wake up. There won’t be a trial for a Werewolf in central New York City. There will be no jail for Danilo Lelac. If you find him, you are to kill him.”

“What, are you insane? I can’t do that. If you haven’t noticed, I have half the NYPD in tow thanks to this Danilo. How am I meant to find him, let alone kill him, without the NYPD getting wind of it?”

“That, Kasey, would be your problem.

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