Dropping the rest of my sweet treat back onto the plate, I sighed as I studied the screen nearest me. Kate had persuaded me to join her in the CCTV surveillance. As boring as it was, not being around Dave was helping me this morning. He knew too much. I had to talk to him so I could ask for his silence when it came to my personal business.
“You do need to get your memories back. You’re slightly annoying now that you haven’t got a clue what’s going on.” Kate fluffed her afro hair, her big pretty brown eyes twinkling as she winked at me.
It was a good job I had no energy left. All my anger had dispersed overnight, the twisting and turning as I tried to sleep wearing me out even more. In fact, I’d completely pushed what my mother had told me out of my mind. I had more important things to worry about.
About to reply, I paused when my phone started to ring. Seeing Logan Hill’s number, I braced myself as I answered.
“We’ve got another one,” he said dryly as he shouted at someone in the background.
Rubbing my forehead as I rested my elbow on the desk, I closed my eyes. “Everything the same?”
Kate nudged me, forcing me to look at her. She raised her eyebrows as she quickly pulled away. Had she learnt to read me well?
“Yep.” Logan inhaled before he coughed. “We found her in a church. There was one slight difference.”
For some reason the cookies in my stomach churned even more. Whatever he was about to say was going to make me feel sick. My body often reacted before I knew mentally what was going on. It sucked to be an intuitive witch sometimes.
“Tell me,” I muttered, not really ready to hear what he had to say.
“She’s wearing a wedding dress. I think this bastard has a problem with the wife.”
A burst of energy made me surge to my feet. Kate just managed to stop the tray of mugs and cookies from falling off the side when I knocked them with my hip. It was a little too coincidental that my mother had been talking about my supposed betrothal the night before. Was the serial killer anything to do with my father’s bet?
“I’ll send someone.”
Before I hung up, Logan managed to stop me. “It’s okay, Dave’s on his way. He rang me about some of the evidence from the last case, so I told him about this new body.”
Pacing the length of the surveillance room, I nodded to myself. “Okay, I’ll be in contact.”
Hanging up, I stared at my phone. Dave hadn’t called to tell me what had happened. Why was he going to a crime scene without checking with me first?
“Gemma,” Kate said quietly. “I’m sorry, but I’ve just seen a tiny glimpse of your past twenty-four hours.”
My fingers clenched around my phone as I raised my gaze to look at her. How dare she encroach on my memories? Especially when I didn’t have many of my own.
“Why didn’t you tell me that you’d had a run in with the Essex Obsessor?”
As the air rushed from my lungs, I sat next to her, my body slumping into the seat. “I’d meant to, I’m just a little... My head is up my arse today.”
Hoping she didn’t mention the argument with my mother, I dialled Dave and put the phone to my ear before she could reply.
“I told him to ring you,” Dave shouted as he answered. “I’m with Jake. We’ll be there in five. Don’t worry your pretty head about it.”
“Don’t talk to me like that,” I snapped.
His intake of breath was enough for me to know that he’d understood my ire. Okay, so I was kind of taking my frustration out on my team. Maybe that wasn’t such a good idea.
“I mean...” I stuttered, almost unable to get out my words. “...that’s great, thank you. We’ll keep an eye this end. If you need us, let me know. I’m particularly interested in the wedding dress. I want an extensive report on it.”
I could trust the men to find the evidence. Kate wouldn’t be any help to them with the dodgy drunkenness vibe that the demon killer left behind. And, it was probably a good idea for me to delegate every now and then.
“On it.” Dave hung up, his sharp response echoing in my ear.
“Another body?” Kate asked, her teeth biting down on her bottom lip.
Glancing at the video screen we’d been monitoring, I froze. A figure moved across it, checking over his shoulder.
“Joseph!”
Pointing, I traced the outline of the vampire leader as he rushed into the building. It was a very swanky hotel. The back entrance CCTV had been tapped into at my request. In fact, the vampire Archie Roberts had emailed me a tip off that the leader of the PFF had been frequenting the hotel. Now we knew exactly where he was. It was time to bring him in.
“Let’s go,” Kate said as she swung out of her chair.
Her swift movement inspired me to follow her. If Joseph Cambridge was in the hotel that moment, we had to get there fast. We had been tracking him for days, ever since he had threatened me at the library. Not that I remembered what had happened. The others had told me the details, but my memory was still shot.
Grabbing my holster, I clicked it around my chest. My gun and dagger were in their place, tucked into their individual pocket. I would do anything to drag the vampire leader of the PFF in for questioning.
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