Hunter's Trail (A Scarlett Bernard Novel) by Melissa F. Olson

Author:Melissa F. Olson [Olson, Melissa F.]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Publisher: 47North
Published: 2014-09-02T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter 25

Werewolves. Someone had torn up two werewolves.

Once he’d realized that the taller man was Terrence Whittaker, it didn’t take long for Jesse to recognize the shorter, stockier guy as Terrence’s sidekick, Drew Riddell. He’d talked to both of these men just the day before. And now he knew why there was so much blood and gore at the scene. Scarlett had told him that unless you were with a null, werewolves were nearly impossible to kill; they healed too quickly. He knew that Scarlett hadn’t been anywhere near this scene, so whoever had done this had needed to essentially wound these guys faster than they could heal, until they finally bled out.

Could the nova do that? What about Will? After all, Will had openly admitted to there being conflict between him and the other wolves. If Terrence had pushed him far enough, could he have done something like this?

No, Jesse reasoned, if this had been Will, he’d have gotten rid of the bodies himself, or at least called Scarlett, who would have called Jesse to help. Whoever this was didn’t have access to Scarlett’s “services.” But even the nova didn’t leave bodies out in the open, in public. And he still didn’t understand the thing with the jaws.

Jesse got to his feet, getting out of the ME guys’ way, and leaned a bit to put his mouth close to Glory’s ear. “Call Dashiell, tell him it’s Old World,” Jesse told her. “These guys were werewolves.”

“You know them?” Glory said hopefully. “Are you gonna give their names to Bine?”

Shit. Jesse paused, considering. If he told Bine the victim’s ID, she would immediately ask how he knew them. Then again, if he didn’t tell Bine, and in the course of the investigation she found out that he’d talked to both of those guys earlier that day, his career would be over. Worse than that—he might even be a suspect, especially if anyone found out that he’d shot Whittaker in the leg. Jesse cursed under his breath in Spanish, and said, “No. I’m not gonna say anything about the IDs for now. Let’s give Dashiell a little time to work.”

“Jesse, the sun’s coming up,” Glory pointed out.

Jesse glanced up. It was hard to see past the lights of the city, but sure enough, warm pink light was beginning to break over the LA skyline. Dashiell would be dead for the next twelve hours or so. “Oh, come on,” Jesse complained. He stepped away from the body, pulled out his own phone, and called Will, who picked up right away.

“We have a problem,” Jesse said into the phone. He tried to keep his words vague, like Scarlett always did, on the off chance that anyone was listening. Scarlett’s paranoia was really rubbing off on him. “I just got a call from a work friend. Two of your . . . erm . . . family members were killed tonight. The top two on your list.”

Silence. Then Will said, “You’re sure it’s them?”

Jesse considered that for a second, and said, “With the taller one, I’m sure.

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