“What makes you think we’ll just take a vampire’s word for it?” he sneered.
This guy was really getting on my nerves.
“I don’t. Honestly, I couldn’t care less if you believed me. You guys are the ones who dragged me here. I didn’t come barging in demanding to be heard.”
Brax interrupted him before he could say anything else. “Is there some emergency that requires your interruption?”
By the tone of Brax’s voice, he made it clear there was only one correct answer. I wouldn’t want to be Victor if he’d barged in here for no reason.
“There’s been some movement on the perimeter,” he said.
Clay turned and looked at him. “I thought Alex was in charge of security tonight. Why are you the one reporting?”
Victor’s gaze didn’t stray from me.
“I volunteered,” Victor said.
I couldn’t quite figure out the relationship between the three. Clay clearly didn’t like the other man, and it seemed the feeling was mutual. I hadn’t known Brax long but I could tell that he tolerated Victor’s presence out of necessity rather than any liking on his part. It made me wonder, then, why Victor seemed so intent on putting himself in their way. I’d always favored active avoidance when I suspected someone didn’t like me.
“Volunteered? Or acted without Alex’s knowledge?” Clay asked with a wry twist to his lips.
Victor ignored the question.
“Thought so,” Clay said.
Brax didn’t look any happier. “You’ve reported the news. You can be on your way now. We’ll discuss your circumventing Alex later.”
The look he cast Victor’s way promised there would be a reckoning whenever later took place.
They waited until Victor had departed. Brax shared a look with Clay. He was not happy.
Clay sighed. “I’ll take care of it. I think he’s just about run out of the rope we’ve given him.”
“See to it.”
Their attention turned back to me.
“What makes you think they’ve recently lost someone?” Brax asked.
Hm. It was a stretch and based loosely on the interactions between Liam and Aiden. Coupled with the smell of death in the condo where I’d run into Liam, it all seemed to add up to one thing.
“Just some things that were said in front of me at the club. Liam seemed particularly interested in some security video. He thought that the club was the last place the vampire had been seen.”
Sondra leaned back on her arms as she stared into space. “I wonder if there’s a way we can get in there to get the videos. We could try slipping in during the day.”
“They employ daylight security and have the place warded to hell and back,” Declan said.
Should I let them know that I had the solution to all of their problems in my back pocket? It might go a long way to proving I wasn’t the killer. The USB was my first real clue in all this and revealing its presence could cost me potential leverage.
On the other hand, I had no computer and didn’t know when the werewolves planned to release me. The sorcerer hadn’t put a time limit on finding the creature and his item, but I doubted his patience was infinite.
“About that,” I said slowly.
All four sets of eyes zeroed in on me. I fought against the instinctive flinch at once again being the focus of so many predators. I reached into my pocket and withdrew the flash drive. It was becoming clear I couldn’t do this on my own. Maybe I could use their interest to help me with the killer. I’d rather try than sit here for who knew how long.
“I may have taken the liberty of downloading their feeds onto this flash drive.”
I took another sip out of the mug. My eyes fluttered closed. It tasted so good.
