Body of Ash (A Victoria Cage Necromancer Novel, #3) by Constant Eli

Author:Constant, Eli
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: paranormal, paranormal romance, supernatural, supernatural romance, vampires, werew, vampire romance
Publisher: Eli Constant
Published: 2019-01-31T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter Sixteen

I DON’T MIND THE SILENCE on the drive across county lines. I do mind that Terrance has the heat blasting. It’s spring; it’s not that damn cold anymore. I don’t say anything though. I shrug out of my jacket, maneuver it around the seatbelt across my chest, and fold it against my lap.

My mind is focused on the task ahead, but my heart is focused back on the men I’ve left. Weak Kyle, Liam with his emotions always right below the surface. And a nagging suspicion is growing in my stomach—that it’s my fault the Light and Dark Court are meddling in Bonneau. And I’m sure that Liam’s disinclination to speculate was because he didn’t want to say that obvious truth.

“Here. Now, it’s not some chauvinistic bullshit, but let me do the talking. You and your cop speak will set Dan on edge. You just try too damn hard.”

“Admit it, you find it endearing as hell.” I unbuckle as the engine goes quiet. A short, lean man is standing on the steps of a modern-looking building with mirrored glass windows. I whistled. “This looks brand-spanking new.”

“It is,” Terrance nods as he walks towards the building.

“Makes Bonneau look like—”

“And now it’s silence time,” Terrance loud-whispers back at me. I quirk an eyebrow, and a teensy part of me wants to throw one of those ‘don’t tell me what to do’ hissy fits that so many women employ when they feel put down by a man, but Terrance wasn’t that sort. And he’d explained why he needs to take lead here. So I shut my mouth, smile pretty, and give good ole Dan my best duty-bound female impression.

The two men chat as Dan unlocks the building and ushers us in; he glances at me, gives a slight nod, then goes back to focusing on Terrance. I wonder if he knows who I am—not just a consultant, but the cop-nicknamed Casper of Bonneau. A southern spook with a penchant for trouble.

“I had the other counties send over shots of their victims. The coroner reports are, for all intents and purposes, identical. You look at this body, you’ve seen them all. Right down to the little scratches on their necks.” Dan leads us to a set of gleaming stainless-steel doors. I waited to feel something in the building like I do in the Bonneau morgue, which is smaller and older than the official county building located in Hanahan. There used to only be one morgue per county in the US. One county coroner. But The Rising made death a big business, and one official wasn’t enough to go around in most places. The change stuck, even after the bodies stopped piling up... and reanimating, as it were.

Through the doors, the compact man with authority thick as nineteen-eighties’ shoulder pads beelines for a lower level storage drawer. He checks the tag to be sure, then opens the lock pad and door. The body inside is covered by a thin white sheet. It’s a vinyl-blend, not cloth as you see often in the movies.

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