Suicide Queen by SM Reine

Suicide Queen by SM Reine

Author:SM Reine [Reine, SM]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Red Iris Books
Published: 0101-01-01T00:00:00+00:00


12

Officer Albert Jeffreys lived in an apartment well off the Strip, far enough from the precinct that his morning commute must have taken close to an hour with traffic.

“It’s so cozy,” Cèsar said when they pulled up. He actually looked misty eyed. “It reminds me of my first eighteen apartments. Oh, look at the rats!”

“Eighteen apartments?” Dana asked. She couldn’t believe that this pretty boy in his custom Italian suits would have ever lived in an apartment building like Officer Jeffreys’s, especially one with visible rats on arrival. Dana had to stomp through a pile of Corona bottles to even get to the stairs.

“Swear to the gods, we pay our employees better than this,” Charmaine muttered. She was at the back of a cluster of agents proceeding toward the suspect’s apartment. She was positioned well behind their many magical shields, which seemed ridiculous, considering how much damage a coyote shifter could absorb.

“Doesn’t matter how much money you have when you’re bad at spending it,” Cèsar said.

They’d reached Officer Jeffreys’s apartment. Dana drew the stake, taking a step forward to push through the agents.

Cèsar caught her shoulder. “Agents first.”

“Like at the casino, when letting agents go first meant we almost missed a victim?” Dana asked.

“Women and their elephant memories. That was hours ago. Forgive, forget, let my guys do their job.”

They opened Albert Jeffreys’s door with a battering ram of glittering diamond, which materialized in an agent’s hand. Magic. It was better even than Dana’s stake.

She stepped back so that the agents could pour in.

“This is a perk of being upper management,” Cèsar said. “I used to be the guy kicking down doors and running in like a duck target at a shooting range. Now I let the underlings do it. I get to stand back and watch them do the hard work. Ahh.”

“Lower pay, higher risk of mortality.” Dana was grinning the way Brianna did. Maybe she was going as crazy as Brianna too.

“You’ve got that backwards. Higher pay, lower risk of mortality. That’s the way it goes. I’m too valuable to risk. You work for the OPA permanently, you’ll get to be valuable too. It’s a hell of a lot better than prison.”

Dana somehow doubted that.

An agent stuck her head out. “It’s clear, sir.”

Charmaine was first of “upper management” through the door.

Officer Jeffreys’s apartment was exactly what Dana expected: cluttered, dark, smelly. He hadn’t seemed like a cluttered, dark, and smelly guy at the precinct. His desk was spotless. But nothing about his presentation for the cops had been authentic. Not his diploma, his psych eval, or his cleanliness.

He also wasn’t Il Castrato Senesino.

“Fuck me,” Dana said.

The sidhe agents were standing in a circle around a puddle of blood. Officer Albert Jeffreys’s body was in the middle of it, a needle jammed under his chin.

It looked like he’d been rotting for days.



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