Page 5 of Her Forbidden Shifters
I glared at him for using Jacob’s term, but such phrases were, unfortunately, typically how we referred to the situation. Not to say I had been privileged to many cases involving protective details. Most of my involvement with cases involving the mysterious group dealt with my coven. Still, I didn’t like him using it.
“Who’s going first?” I asked.
“Me,” Jacob said, standing straighter.
What was with him? Whatever. “Fine.”
“I’ll take next,” Liam said.
I quirked an eyebrow and shook my head while blowing out a raspberry. “Then I will have the third.”
The men stiffened.
I didn’t have time to worry about whatever beef they had with Noah.
“Set up the room,” Liam said to Jacob. “We’ll go and fill in Noah. Join us once you’re done.”
Jacob nodded and went to do his bidding. Liam turned toward the door and held it open for me.
That was a first. Normally Jacob was the one who did the chivalrous things. With him, I expected as much and it was normal to see such behaviors. But with Liam? This was new.
I shrugged off the growing confusion and stepped inside, giving a nod to my boss as I moved through the doorway. Once I entered the room, my gaze fell on Noah’s. I almost fell into them.
Oh, boy. This case was going to be interesting.
“Good thing you’re sitting,” I started. “What I’m about to tell you won’t be easy to hear.”
“You know me, Savvy,” he said, using his nickname for me for the second or third time in the span of an hour or so. I glared at him. He smirked. “Sorry. Lay it on me.”
I nodded. “The group who we believe took Avery has a calling card of a single symbol.”
I opened up my notebook and drew out a circle with an “X” drawn over it. I slid the notebook to him and let him look.
I added, “The symbol is always drawn in their victim’s blood.”
“But I have never seen this before,” he said. “I would have remembered seeing something like this.”
“I understand,” I said.
“What does this even mean?” he asked.
I shrugged. “I wish I could tell you, but even I’m unsure. What I can tell you is, this case is extremely unusual for this group.”
“How so?” he asked as his eyebrows drew together and his lips curved downward.
Liam said, “They have only been targeting witches. Up to now.”
“And now they have my sister,” Noah said. “Who isn’t a witch.”
“But a shifter,” I finished. “And a powerful one at that.”
He shook his head. “I don’t understand…”
“There is more,” Liam added. “They never leave witnesses.”
“Right,” Noah said and sarcastically chuckled under his breath. “Of course, they don’t.”
“Which means,” I jumped in, “they are either targeting you next, or they are sending a message.”
