Ebon Rebellion by Whitney Hill

Author:Whitney Hill [Hill, Whitney]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: adult fantasy, contemporary fantasy, dark fantasy, north carolina, paranormal fantasy, paranormal romance, urban fantasy
Publisher: Benu Media
Published: 0101-01-01T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter 19

It’d been a while since I’d visited Chapel Hill PD. I was not at all keen on being in elven territory and my declaration that I had to go gave Troy a quiet, carefully hidden conniption, but there was no easy way for me to put off the visit. He insisted not only on me wearing an earpiece but also on accompanying me down, driving separately. He’d gotten a new car somewhere, and it matched mine. I raised my eyebrows when I saw it but didn’t ask. I could guess. If there were two of us in similar vehicles with similar license plate numbers, it might buy him the seconds he needed to take action.

The police department was the usual fluorescent-lit space reeking of coffee and copy paper that it always had been. My favorite officer, Rachel, wasn’t on the desk, which was a shame. Tom was waiting for me though, dressed in street clothes—jeans that would be stifling hot in the summer humidity and a polo that reminded me of the way Troy tended to dress when he wasn’t on missions. His black hair was cut shorter than it had been the last time I’d seen him.

“Right on time,” the detective said with his usual disarming smile. “Thanks for coming. I mean it.”

“Sure.” I followed him back through the maze of desks to his and tried to stay casual as I sat. The godblade seemed to burn in its concealed sheathe at the small of my back. I couldn’t get away with carrying the eight-inch elf-killer, but meteoric iron gifted by the gods should handle any Darkwatch attempts. “What’s going on?”

“Like I said, a few cases got flagged from your early days working with us.”

“Lemme guess,” I drawled. “The ones with connections to Raleigh?”

Tom had the grace to blush. “I might have heard from Clayton, yeah.”

“Detective Rice has some concerning opinions.” I tilted my head and left it at that, trying to suss out whether Tom had similar feelings about vampires.

“Something about you seems…different.” Tom studied me, shifting in his chair in a way that seemed unconscious. “You been working out?”

Deflecting. Not good. Despite the easy nature of our conversation, I had a feeling I wasn’t going to like where it went. This was how he was with suspects.

“Yeah. Found a new personal trainer.” I flexed my bicep to show the muscle I’d developed over the spring and summer, shielded as hard as I could, and prayed that my power signature wasn’t leaking. Othersiders would be keenly attuned to it, recognizing me not only as one of the community but also my faction, if they’d experienced it before. Kind of like the scents of magic humans generally couldn’t pick up unless the working was especially strong. Completely mundane humans would just experience my power signature as vaguely unsettling—an instinctual reaction, like spotting a lion in the tall grass. Or maybe a sense of the uncanny valley was more accurate. Something would scream at them that I looked human but wasn’t.

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