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.""Yes, but then that would subject you to London Weaver, and I'm sure you'd much rather deal with me." He came closer, smiling."After all, we understand each other, don't we, Tricks?""Darling, a little chill just ran down my spine.I just saw a glimpse of the old Pascal, so sexy, so electrifying.""You have a wonderful imagination.""Always did.If only you hadn't become so… protestant.""Um.So, what do we make of the three human guests ending up dead?""Didn't happen here." She gave him a defiant look."No, but it happened to three men who had memberships here.""Means nothing." She shrugged.Pascal was about to respond when he heard the distinctive ring which signaled an emergency."Shit," he said under his breath when he saw who it was from."Excuse me, I have to take this." He walked out of the room and put the phone to his ear."What's up?""You, you're up!""London?""Don't act so surprised.You knew it was me.So, where are you?""I am… ah… why? Is there a problem?""Yeah, there is.You took off without me.What are you hiding?""I'm not hiding anything.We'll talk when I get back.""I have you on tracking.You're downtown.""So?""You're at that club.""How in the hell—""Because I'm a cop, and I'm outside, and so is your fancy car.And St-Maurice, I would lose that optimism if I were you." The phone went dead."Fuck!"Mrs Owens was lolling in the doorway."Trouble with your human, Pascal? You used to know how to take care of that.""Listen." He looked at her and pointed, "Not a word about my history.Understood?"She smiled."Oh, so the nice human captain doesn't know what a bad boy you used to be.""I've reformed.""Um, that remains to be seen.Can a leopard change its spots?""Tricks, please.""Better start calling me Trisha or Mrs Owens.""Madame." He gave her a mock bow."Please, let the past stay where it belongs, okay?""Darling, of course, but you know nothing is ever free."Pascal met her gaze.He hesitated.He could hear London's footsteps coming down the hallway."Well?" she insisted."Should we talk over old times with the nice police officer, handsome, or do I get what I want in exchange for my discretion?"Pascal heard London call out his name.He looked at Tricks and nodded."We'll settle up later.""Yes," she replied and it sounded like a cat purring.* * * *"I'm here to see Mrs Owens." London flashed his badge at the little red-haired leprechaun and walked down the hallway toward the room at the end of the hall.The leprechaun waddled after him, out of breath as he dodged around London's legs and hurried by him."I'm sorry, boss," he called out."I tried to stop him.""He didn't stand a chance really," London remarked dryly.The little man tried to stomp on his foot.London snarled at him."Big brute!""It's all right, Erin," the woman said."Go on back to your work."London didn't look at Pascal.Instead he approached the woman, moving his jacket aside to show his badge."Captain Weaver, Spectrum Police.I have a few questions for you, Mrs Owens."The woman nodded.She looked like a vampire with her white skin and bright red lipstick.She placed a hand on Pascal's forearm.Mrs Owens blatantly looked London up and down for a moment then said to Pascal, "I never realized what a hunk he was before, and look at that, he's all official and everything.So cute.He must be very interesting in bed.I bet you two play good cop, bad cop, don't you?""Mrs Owens," London snapped."I am here on police business.I do not appreciate your attitude."Pascal disengaged himself from the woman."I'll just ah… give you and Captain Weaver here room to… talk.I'll be in the hallway.""Mrs Owens," London said, ignoring Pascal, "I have a warrant here to view the contents of your video recordings.""Captain—" She shook her head."I told Pascal that I was willing to share.No need for a warrant.You do realize that all this must remain hush-hush.These tapes are confidential.If my clients…"London put up a hand."It's evidence.After I finish with them, they shall be returned.Clients' names will be protected."She nodded.He moved closer and opened his notebook, removing an old photograph."Mrs Owens, do you recognize the woman in this photo?"Pascal suddenly appeared behind him.London turned around.Vampires had the uncanny ability to sneak up on you.It gave him the creeps.Mrs Owens took the photo from London.Pascal reached over and grabbed it."Oh… your great-grandmother, wasn't it?""Of course." She smiled at London."My great-grandmother."Pascal shoved it into his pocket."I thought you were waiting in the hallway?" London raised an eyebrow."You might be able to use my… help.""I'm fine." London met his gaze."Don't require your help.""Well then…" Pascal nodded, turned on his heel, and left the room.London looked at the woman."I'd like you to come down to the station so that we could have a little talk, Mrs Owens."The woman fiddled with the sash on her long dress."I am a busy woman.""I can make it obligatory," he said."Or, like a good citizen of Spectrum, you could agree to cooperate.""How long is this going to take?""A few hours, maybe.""What can I possibly tell you, Captain, that I haven't already told Captain St-Maurice?""I need to know more about the three dead humans, and I want to know about your regular vampires.""The vampires are… ah… really… private sorts.""Um, and since they are also your personal suppliers, I understand why you might have to be… discreet.""I really don't know what you're implying." She raised her head."Nothing really.I'm simply reminding you that it is illegal for humans to unnaturally prolong their lives by drinking vampire blood.I'm sure you know that.""You'd have to prove that." She smiled."Yes." He nodded."And I have no reason to pursue such a matter, especially since I have more pressing concerns right now, like the murder of three young men." He met her gaze."It might just be lost if I had some real evidence to busy myself with.""What time shall I come, Captain?""Three o'clock? Shall I send one of my officers to escort you?""That won't be necessary.Erin will drive me.""Now, kindly have someone direct me to your video library.I have a team on the way to remove the films."She gave him a tight smile."Erin?"The small man appeared a few moments later."Please direct the good captain here to our data room."Erin gave London a nasty look."Come on then, macho."London nodded at Mrs Owens and followed the little man.At the other end of the hallway, the leprechaun stopped in front of a door and reached up to put a key in the lock.He pushed the door open and glared at London."Knock yourself out, brute!""Shrimp!" London threw back, laughing, as he watched him disappear down the hall."Nasty little guy.""Need some help?"London turned to find himself face-to-face with Pascal."I told you, no." He walked into the room.There was a mainframe computer with video cameras and stacks of data discs, all dated by year."You're angry, aren't you?" Pascal closed the door.The room was small, and London was not in the mood to be in close proximity with his vampire lover."Should I be?" He sat down at the screen."I thought I'd better come on my own first because of the… well the nature of the place [ Pobierz całość w formacie PDF ]