Page 36 of Suck This

“Answer it,” he commanded.

I leaned over, fished my phone from my jeans pocket, and answered it without taking my eyes off of him for a second.

“Hello?” I answered.

I knew it was my brother. The one that was for vampires, not against them.

“I’m trying to get a hold of Constantine. He’s a prime suspect in the murder of two humans tonight.”

I had no doubt in my mind that Constantine had heard every word.

“I’ll tell him,” I murmured softly. “Is there anything else?”

“Yes,” Nash grunted. “We need to go ahead and have his whereabouts confirmed so we can nip this in the bud before it even begins. Have him get his alibi, preferably a human that can vouch for him, videotape is even better. Once he has those, have him send them to me at my office. I’ll be here for a while. Probably well past dawn.”

Then he hung up, leaving me staring at a man who was well and truly pissed.

“Your brother?” he asked.

I nodded. “Nash.”

“Next time he calls, tell him thank you. I’ll get my secretary to send that information to his office now.”

But he didn’t move. Didn’t pick up the phone. Hell, he didn’t even blink.

“Uhh.” I cleared my throat. “Now, or later?”

“It’s done.”

I blinked.

“It’s done?” I asked in confusion. “But…”

His smile was kind of scary.

“There’s a lot about me that you don’t know,” he said cryptically. “Do you require refreshments?”

Before I could answer, a door opened, and who I assumed was his secretary walked in.

That was when I remembered that little snippet of conversation in my head from when I’d seen him. When he’d spoken in my head.

I’d convinced myself that I’d made that up.

“Yes, Mr. Worth?”

“Ms. Powell would like something to drink. Coffee, tea, chocolate milk?” Constantine asked, his voice deep and rumbly.

I shivered.

“How do you know I like chocolate milk?” I tested carefully.

His smile was forced.

“You smell of the drink every time I see you. The only time you didn’t smell of it was when you were running, alone and in the dark…”

I wouldn’t. I didn’t drink anything but water before I ran. I’d learned my lesson.

I turned to the woman. She wasn’t a vampire. She was a human. I could see her pulse beating at her neck, and I knew that she was pissed off that she was summoned in here to get me something to drink.

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