Page 25 of The Lieutenant

“Surely you understand that men and women who target innocent people are mentally incapable of knowing right from wrong. While their actions might have a plan behind them, they are killing for the sport of killing, even if those they victimize don’t deserve the punishment.”

“Ah. I see the difference now,” I told him. “You truly believe the people you kill deserve the harsh punishment they receive. Judge and jury with merit and reason. Yes?”

He crowded my space and I was instantly pushed into a place of desire, my nipples becoming fully aroused. Why did the man need to have a killer smile?

“As I told you, Kara. Be very careful what you wish and ask for. There are answers that would trouble you enough you’ll have nightmares, potentially for the rest of your life.”

“Answer me. I want to know.”

“I only resort to violence when absolutely necessary.”

“What qualifies for that distinction?”

As he thought about the question, I sensed no one had bothered to ask him that before. “Betrayal of any kind. Lies. Deceit. Intentional violence against a family member or friend. Those come to mind.” When he turned so he could look me in the eye, for a split second I caught something behind the invisible mask he wore. Pain. Someone close to him had betrayed him, which was why he often spoke in riddles.

“They are understandable. So you know. You have no idea what I’m capable of, Havros. I’m a tough girl. I can protect myself, body and mind.”

“Can you?”

“Yes.”

“Then what about your heart?” He had a wry smile on his face and I’d be damned if I hadn’t almost fallen into his trap all over again.

“My heart is safely locked away. Now, would it be possible to have a tour of this lovely home? As you noted, I do love architecture. My mother indulged her passion for art by takingme to every museum and cathedral in Milan during our stay. I fell in love with the old-world gothic feel while just a kid.” I didn’t wait for him to agree or deny. I walked toward one of the hallways.

And I was shaking like a leaf.

His aura was far too powerful, his eyes digging right into my soul. I heard nothing other than the sound of my heels touching the expensive marquetry floor. Yet I felt him. He was right behind me, almost as if he was stalking my every movement.

“This is huge,” I said as I grew more uncomfortable. He was also quite oppressive in stature and demeanor. But why did I sense both passionate and playful sides?

“I purchased two apartments and converted them into one.”

“Of course you did. You have all the money in the world.”

“Yes, I do, but as they say, money isn’t everything.”

“Try living hand to mouth.” I could tell he had no clue about the expression. “Paycheck to paycheck?”

“You’re correct in that I never had to worry about that.”

“Ah,” I said sarcastically. “What a pity. I’m surprised you don’t live in some big, fancy house. You know, with two butlers and a chauffeur along with at least two chefs.” When he didn’t say anything right away, I finally turned after just walking into one of what I guessed were several bedrooms.

Havros was leaning against the doorjamb, his legs crossed and his eyes holding a direct stare. “I prefer living alone without interference. Plus, I am perfectly capable of taking care of myself just as you insist you are. I had one of the fancy houses youmentioned. It didn’t suit me. I prefer the noise on the street, the joy of hearing music reverberating from businesses, and the scent of rich food being served in various restaurants. The city is alive and being a man of action suits my blood.”

“Are you trying to impress me?”

“Is it working?” He sipped his drink as I tried to turn my attention to the contents of the room.

“I don’t impress or scare easily.”

“I’ll keep that in mind.”

As I walked closer, I felt lightheaded and the sensations were all about his aftershave. The scent was warm and exotic, suiting his magnetic personality perfectly. “Please do. That will keep our professional relationship on a positive level.” I shifted under his arm, his hand still plastered to the molding, and did my best to keep my composure.

“What about our personal one?”

He was damn good at baiting me, “I assure you that other than tonight, we won’t have one of those.”

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