Vampires, Lycanthropes And Demons. Get it? VLAD. Like the Impaler.â He made a staking motion with one hand.
It brought a small smile to Melissaâs lips and dragged a strangled chuckle from Diana.
âIs it possible that your father knew somehow? Maybe he figured out what Sara was up to? Confronted her about it?â Ryder asked, completely ignoring Sebastianâs attempt at humor.
Melissa seated herself on the arm of the sofa, so close Sebastian could smell her perfume, a scent with a hint of lilacs. So close he could detect the tightness of her body as she answered, âMy father was kind of old-fashioned that way. He was a doctor. She was a nurse. There was no reason for him to get to know Sara.â
âBut maybe she knew about him,â Ryder replied. âMaybe she wanted something from him.â
âWhat?â Melissa pressed, her hands fluttering in the air with her distress.
âInformation she obviously didnât get,â Sebastian supplied. Then he asked Diana, âAre we sure someone killed Melissaâs parents? Thereâs no room for doubt about that?â
âNone. The copies of the reports Peter Daly got for me show gross errors during the initial investigation.â She turned her attention to Melissa. âIs there anything else you can think ofââ
âNothing, but maybe thereâs more in my fatherâs journals. Maybe I should get started there instead of with the older ones.â
âNot without some safeguards,â Ryder advised and looked across the small distance to Sebastian, pinning him with his gaze. âAre you ready to get started?â
Sebastian sat up straighter and squared his shoulders, bracing himself for anything else Ryder might say. âI finished all the programming and setup this afternoon. We can scan tonight if youâd like.â
âThe sooner, the better,â Ryder confirmed.
âI need a break and even though Iâm not really hungry, I need some dinner. After that, Sebastian can get started. Once heâs done with Fatherâs first journal, Iâll start reviewing it to see if I can make sense of what was going on.â
Dianaâs stomach grumbled noisily and she placed a hand over her midsection to quiet the rumble. âMy stomach seconds the dinner plan.â
Some of the earlier tension dissipated as the talk turned to routine things.
Ryder offered, âChinese? Now that itâs dark, Diana and I can go pick up something while Sebastian scans.â
âSounds good. Make mine Kung Pao Chicken, very hot,â Melissa said.
âLike it spicy, do you?â Sebastian teased, and a gleam entered his eye to let her know food was the last thing on his mind.
Business only, Melissa thought. Only something inside made her want to shock him. Grinning boldly, she answered, âThe hotter, the better.â
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Sebastian worked as quickly and efficiently as one of his fancy computers, Melissa thought as she occasionally looked up from the older journal she was reading. There didnât appear to be a wasted action as he placed her fatherâs first journal on the flatbed scanner and methodically digitized the pages. The first volume was a slim one and Sebastian was halfway through it by the time Diana and Ryder returned with dinner.
By tacit agreement, the conversation during the meal stayed away from their investigations. Anyone eavesdropping on their dinner would never have thought anything out of the ordinary was going on. It could have been a double date, without the fear of murder and mayhem looming over their heads.
After dinner Diana returned to her office to get some second opinions from her staff, and Ryder, sensing he was no longer needed or wanted, excused himself.
âDo you mind if I change into something more comfortable?â Melissa asked. When Sebastian grinned at her, she blushed hotly. âAs in sweatshirt-and-pants kind of comfortable, and
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