Sins of the Angels: A Supernatural Thriller (Grigori Legacy Book 1) by Lydia M. Hawke

Author:Lydia M. Hawke [Hawke, Lydia M.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: magic, angels, supernatural suspense thriller, urban fantasy male character, supernatural, demons, superhero, supernatural thrillers, Romance
Publisher: Michem Publishing
Published: 2019-01-11T05:00:00+00:00

Chapter Twenty-two

Frustration rose in a tangle in Aramael’s throat and he glared after Alex’s retreating figure. Damn it to hell and back, this was not going to work. Not like this.

He’d been so hopeful that logic would be his salvation in the midst of this decidedly illogical existence he found himself in. The idea had seemed sound when he’d thought of it in Martin James’s hospital room, but after two hours of reviewing paperwork, all he’d managed to do was thoroughly confuse himself. He didn’t have the first idea how to go about bringing order to the chaos of information in these files, and the board Alex had so kindly pointed out to him might as well have been written in the Principalities’ tongue for all the sense he’d been able to make of it.

Yet Alex and her colleagues made it look so easy.

Bloody, bloody—

He paused in mid mental curse. Alex. Alex knew what she was doing in this investigative morass. What if he—what if she—?

It seemed almost too simple. Too obvious. But if he could get Alex to cooperate, it might just give him the edge he needed. A way to figure out a pattern to Caim’s movements or, failing that, at least a hint at the identity from which his brother had chosen to operate.

If he could get Alex to cooperate.

He balled his hand around the pen he held. She would have questions. More questions. She always did. How much would she want to know? How much would he be able to tell?

He thought about Caim stalking the streets, already seeking a new victim. Thought about it, but felt no more than a faint awareness through the greater thrum of energy that had become Alex. This was it. This was all he had left of his hunting prowess when in her company. Somehow she had overshadowed a Power’s instinct and dragged him down to an unprecedented level.

Cooperation with a mortal. A Naphil.

With Alex.

The pen in his hand snapped in two, sending a spatter of ink across the files.

Bloody Hell.

***

Having decided it would be wise to hold off on alcohol until after she’d finished her reports, Alex continued her quest for coffee, only to meet Christine Delaney in the coffee room doorway. The fraud detective’s smile brightened at the sight of her.

“Alex, I’m so glad I ran into you.”

Alex? Since when were they on first-name terms?

“Delaney,” she responded.

“Oh, please. Christine. We’re working together now, after all.”

Alex remembered seeing Delaney in the briefing, one of the many recruited to the task force until they caught their killer. She skirted the other woman and headed for the coffeepot. “We’re on the same case,” she allowed. “But I’d hardly call it working together.”

“Whatever,” Delaney said. “I just need you to go over things with me. Bring me up to speed.”

Alex paused, pot hovering over cup, and shot a look over her shoulder. “We covered everything in the briefing. I don’t have anything more.”

A hint of pink washed over Delaney’s cheeks and her gaze slid away from Alex’s.

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