Christopher smirked as he looked between the two of us and then back to Vega. “FBI? What’s this about?”
“The murder of Natalie Rawlins.”
He paused neither of us missing the fear on his face before he gritted his teeth and crossed his arms. Defensive posturing of a guilty man. “I don’t know anything about that.”
“I’m sure you might not think you do but we’d like for you to come with us and answer some questions.”
“You think I’m some broke kid with overworked parents who doesn’t know how this goes? If you want me to come in for questioning you better find a judge that my mother doesn’t know to sign off on a warrant.” He was smug and I couldn’t blame him because he had every reason to be.
I smiled at his bravado feeling that clench in my gut that signaled we were on the right track.
“Fair enough. Just know that we will be seeing you soon.”
He didn’t respond just took a step back and slammed the door to his house, leaving us on the front steps.
Vega and I walked back down the driveway with a renewed sense of purpose. After weeks of not having a lead, this felt like something big. We got in the car both sitting down and cranking the car before either of us spoke. When I put the car in reverse, he finally spoke up.
“Thatpiece of shitis guilty of something. It might not be this but something is off with him.”
Vega was thinking the same thing I was and “No emotion. He should’ve been worried about why we thought he was guilty but he didn’t bother to ask one question.”
“Looks like working with your lady has paid off.”
I thought about Asha and the way we would need to ensure her name was kept out of this until we could get more information on Clancy.
“Looks like. But let’s see if we can find something to get his ass in the office. Then we’ll see just how good she really is.”
ASHA
“What’s good, wifey?”
My brows dipped immediately and I glanced up over my glasses to meet the amused eyes of myfiancé.
“Is that supposed to be some kind of compliment?”
The amusement in his eyes continued to shine as he stood in the doorway of my office. This was the first time I’d seen him in a few days. He needed to go out of town on business that I knew involved his brothers. I didn’t get any details but I realized while I looked at him that I’d missed him.
“It’s a fact so if you’re looking at it as a compliment I guess we’re taking a step in the right direction.”
And just that fast, he irritates me.“Your arrogance truly lacks limitations doesn’t it?”
“I’ve had thirty-five years of building up a thick skin and not allowing anyone to shake the faith I have in myself. I figured you would know about that more than anyone.” He gave a look that immediately made me think of his dick and I felt my temperature skyrocket.
“Are you being cheeky or are you being serious?”
He rubbed his chin probably debating if he was going to tease me or allow me to change the subject. “Cheeky is something I’ve never been called before meeting you. Don’t know how I feel about that.”
“You should probably get used to how I say it. That and the British way I spell things. I know it’ll grind your American gears to see me put a u infavourite.”
“With the way Americans have treated all of my people, do you truly believe I’d give a fuck about something as small as the semantics of a language that is founded on stupid rules?”
“Well, tell me how you really feel. And what do you mean all of your people?”
“Are you going to invite me in?”
“Are you a vampire? You need an invitation to cross a threshold now?”
Those eyes flickered over me again taking the temperature up to a level that could only be reduced by him making me cum.