Page 26 of Memphis Heat
“It hits you, doesn’t it?Too much like the scene where we found Reginald and Smith.I didn’t know either of them well.I hadn’t been pack that long.But they were my senior officers.I didn’t expect…”
“Death.I know.I kinda thought being a werewolf was supposed to make us invincible or something.Smith -- he was my unit commander.”Jamie didn’t know why he was talking so much, other than maybe to distract Amanda so she would take the break he thought she needed.“We were turned about the same time.He was… nothing really changed with him.Even after he was turned, he was always cracking jokes.This scene here today -- it’s so much like the scene where we found his body…”
Amanda frowned, looking down at the ground tracks again.“Yeah.You’re right.There’s something we’re missing here.Something more obvious than any fishy boot print.What else have they got in common?”
Jamie surveyed the scene again, thinking less, cataloging more.“Empty warehouse.Empty parking lot.Everything trucked out in a hurry.Smell of munitions.That’s about it.”
“Warehouse.Office.No phone lines, so they use cells.But that’s not unusual.Lot of companies don’t use landlines any more.But for a trucking company?They usually have a switchboard.That means they’re either not doing a great job masquerading as a trucking company, or they’ve gone the other way -- they’ve got a whole digital network, routing all their trucks online.What if that mark’s supposed to be a logo?A cloverleaf.”
Callahan took another look.Cloverleaf.“Yeah.I could buy that.But what does that get us?”As soon as he said it he knew.“The truck that tried to run us off the road last week.”
Amanda nodded.“I should have let you chase them down.The driver had to have been Jarod.He knew we’d put the pieces together.Eventually.”
Callahan kicked at the dirt, smearing the symbol.“He’s leaving a trail of breadcrumbs.And he’s leaving them for us.No one else here would have a clue what that meant.What does he know he can’t tell us?And why would he have ditched their trackers?”
Amanda swallowed hard, her throat working with the effort.“Because Jarod knows something we don’t.Because he knows someone else could find this message -- someone who’d put his and Belle’s lives in danger.Like you said when we found Smith and Reginald -- the Russians have someone on the inside.But if it’s not Snorrasan, then who?”
“I don’t know.But I’m damn sure going to find out.Smith was more than my commander.He was my friend.I owe him at least that much, and a little revenge is good for the soul.”
Chapter Two
“Fuck.I’ve gotta get requalified.”
“What?”Her lips were moving, but all Callahan could hear was the sound of her voice back in Snorrasan’s office.What’s the matter, white boy?You got a problem with black pussy?Baby, I’m just a bitch.A bitch in heat, and you’re looking a lot like lunch these days.
Amanda’s scent clung to him, invaded every pore of his skin.Callahan was tempted to shift, to let his wolf roll in the dirt, scrubbing away at the enticing, erotic pheromones that assaulted his senses, but he knew it was no use.This itch was more than skin deep.
Just keep your private business private until this is cleared up.Try to use a little discretion!
Discretion.That didn’t translate at all.Not when what he wanted more than anything was to rip her clothes off and bury his cock so deep in her tight, hot cunt, he’d never get free.And he knew she’d be tight, and hot, and ready for him.Hell, she was ready for him now.He could smell her.
“Callahan!”
He jumped like she’d slapped him.“What?”
“You coming or not?”
Any minute now.“Ah, sure.Where are we going?”
“Wrong answer, white boy!Pay some fucking attention before I shoot you!”
“Shooting range, right.”Like being alone with her in the confines of the gallery was going to make this so much easier…
“Relax, baby,” she drawled in that thick Southern accent.“It’s late in the afternoon.Most everyone’s headed home for the day.We’ll have the placeallto ourselves.”She drew out her words, grinning at him like the freaking Cheshire cat, her nails scoring down his chest, scraping him through his T-shirt.“No one will be here to see how badly you suck at this.”She grabbed his shoulders, turning him in the right direction before slapping him on the ass, her chuckle settling deep in his groin like a hot mouth wrapped around his cock.
Jamie’s eyes crossed at the image of her bent over the gun stand, naked, his cock so fucking hard he was sure he wouldn’t piss straight for a week.Even the insult did nothing to cool his need.He was the best marksman on the force, and she damned well knew it.This was nothing more than a ploy to get him alone.Pretty damn transparent.How the hell was he supposed to resist that?
With a quiet calm, he forced one foot in front of the other, knowing he was marching to his doom.Rules, Callahan!Follow the fucking rules!Yeah.Right.
“You know, Callahan, I’ve been reading up on pack law.If you don’t shut that damn brain off and claim me before the next FOP gathering, I’m going to have to choose a mate.”
Hell, he’d forgotten about that.Pack law trumped department regulations every time.“Yeah?Got any idea who you’ll choose?”
She shut the heavy-gauge steel door behind them and threw the bolt.“Yeah.I know exactly who I want.And this time you’re not getting away.”
The clanking of the great heavy door sounded like his doom.God, he wanted to forget everything he’d ever held dear on the force and just take her.Show her he was man enough for her.
Her fingers made their way down the buttons of her uniform shirt.“Unless, of course, you’d rather watch the whole pack take turns with me while I try them all on for size.”Her voice trailed off as she completely removed her shirt, revealing a lovely view of generous breasts in a black lace bra.Her nails drew circles around the peaks of her nipples where they pushed against the fabric.“What do you think, white boy?You wanna watch some other guy fuck me?”She grinned.“I bet you would.Maybe while his partner buries his dick in my ass.Or maybe three men at the same time… unless there’s some other bitch handy to lick my cunt.Would that turn you on, Callahan?I bet you’d love to watch while I sucked his cock, too, wouldn’t you?”
