The Werewolf Queen of Bourbon Street: City For Lost Souls Series Book 1 by S. K. Gregory

Author:S. K. Gregory [Gregory, S. K.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2021-04-29T22:00:00+00:00

11

Jade

I returned to the office still seething over what Regine said about me and Harry. Implying that we were doing more than working together. As much as I would like that to be true, it would never happen. It’s not like I haven’t thought about it though. Fantasized even, but I’d never admit that out loud. What if Harry had been there? He would have taken one look at me and known something was up.

Harry looked up from his notes as I stormed in.

“What’s wrong?” he asked.

“I think I might have made things worse with Regine.”

“What happened?”

“She said some stuff and I threatened her. Kind of. She had me escorted out.”

“Jade, we don’t need to piss her off. We need to solve this case as quickly as possible. Speaking of which, I have an address on the man from the alley.”

“You do? That’s great.”

“Well, not so great, he lives in a dangerous neigborhood.”

“What else is new? Let’s go.”

With what we were facing, the last thing we could be worried about was a bad neighborhood.

We left the office and I placed a sign on the door to say we would be back soon. I doubt anyone would care or even come close enough to see it.

The apartment lay across the city and Harry wasn’t kidding when he said it was a bad neighborhood. Broken windows, graffiti and a burned out car sat outside the building.

Harry parked his rental car nearby. I hoped he got insurance because there was a good chance it wouldn’t be here when we got back. Or at least not all of it. I needed a car myself, but again, that took money. For now, we shared the rental.

As I got out, I took a look around. The street seemed mostly empty, but I did spot three guys in a yard a few houses down. They were talking excitedly about something. I wondered what got them all riled up.

We headed into the building. A man sat on the floor under the mailboxes, high as a kite. He watched us as we passed him, swaying around.

“Which apartment is it?” I asked.

“8D.”

We took the stairs since the elevator was broken. I tried my best not to touch anything.

We reached 8D, the D hung sideways and the paint on the door was badly chipped. Harry knocked on it and it popped open.

“Should we go in?” I asked.

“That would be trespassing.”

I shrugged. “So? I doubt this guy will call the cops.”

Harry hesitated, but I pushed past him and stepped into the apartment. My foot came down on something soft. Groaning, I lifted my foot to find a moldy pizza slice on the floor. “Gross.”

The whole place was a mess, the guy was disgusting. I groaned again as another smell reached me. A smell that wasn’t rotten food. Picking our way across the floor, we entered the bedroom, where we found Frank – dead. He lay across the bed, fully dressed, a knife planted in the middle of his chest. It looked like he had been here a while.

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