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grabbed the bottle out of the fridge and carried it to the counter. After filling two glasses, he led Bobby back into the living room. His lips felt swollen from their momentary lapse in restraint and Nik couldn’t have been happier about it.
Nik was even more pleased when Bobby sat towards the centre of the sofa and patted the space beside him.
“Tell me again about this Radu guy.”
His research. Yes. Okay . “Um, well, Radu was the half-brother of Vlad III or Vlad the Impaler as he became known.”
Bobby took a drink and nodded. “Sorry, I’m just trying to get my head back to the reason I came.”
“Take your time.” Nik couldn’t resist licking his lips, hoping to taste Bobby’s kiss.
“That’s not helping,” Bobby practically growled.
“Oops. Sorry.” Nik sat up straight and put his hands in his lap. “Go on.”
“There’s something I think you should know. We’ve somehow managed to keep a few of the more gory details out of the news, but I think it’s relevant to your research.”
Nik leaned closer, like a boy waiting to hear a secret. “Okay.”
“After Morgan Thompson killed his victims, he drank their blood.”
Nik gasped. There were quickly becoming too many references to the Dracul family in this investigation. He hated to sound like a know-it-all, but he just had to say it. “I told you the cask was the key to solving this case.”
Bobby nodded.
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Carol Lynne and T.A. Chase
50
“Now that I know a few of your secrets, will you share another with me?” Nik asked.
“If I can,” Bobby answered easily.
“Where’d the cask come from?”
“It appears that Thompson bought it at an auction. My partner, Jablonsky, has been checking out the auction houses, but so far he’s come up empty.”
Nik shook his head. “This cask wasn’t purchased at your normal auction. If a place like Christies had something as valuable as this on the block, you’d better believe it would’ve been all over the news. Tell your partner to look into black market auctions or private collector sales. If you’re lucky, maybe you can track down the seller. Why release a five hundred and fifty year-old cask of wine now? There has to be a reason.”
“What does the wine have to do with the Draculs?”
“I don’t know. How long before the lab has the content analysis done?”
“I’m not sure. I can check on it Monday. Wilmont will kill me if I call and interrupt his Sunday with the family. To be honest, I haven’t really been pushing that hard. I mean, I thought it was wine. I was trying to determine if it was poisoned or something.”
“My guess is ‘or something’.”
DRACUL’S BLOOD
Carol Lynne and T.A. Chase
51
Chapter Six
Water dripped from Bobby’s chest as he stood in front of his closet, wrapped in a towel, and trying to decide what to wear. He heaved a frustrated breath before grabbing the first shirt and pair of jeans his hands touched. Somewhere between the previous night and the time he stepped from his shower, he started channelling a sixteen-year-old girl. It was the most logical explanation for why he couldn’t find one fucking outfit that he liked.
“Outfits,” he muttered, tossing his clothes on the bed before digging in his drawers for socks and underwear.
That thought solidified his belief in his channelling a girl because he didn’t have outfits; he had jeans or suits. He wasn’t the kind of guy who put a lot of thought into his wardrobe. Suits were a must for work, ever since the Commissioner instituted a dress code for detectives. Bobby bought good quality suits, but they weren’t Armani, that was for sure.
He tugged on his boxer-briefs and sat on the bed to put on his socks. He caught sight of the sweats he’d worn earlier while he worked out. Those ragged things brought Nik to the forefront of his mind.
God, the professor was pretty, but obviously didn’t know it, dressing in baggy sweats and over-sized T-shirts. Nik had a lean
Nik was even more pleased when Bobby sat towards the centre of the sofa and patted the space beside him.
“Tell me again about this Radu guy.”
His research. Yes. Okay . “Um, well, Radu was the half-brother of Vlad III or Vlad the Impaler as he became known.”
Bobby took a drink and nodded. “Sorry, I’m just trying to get my head back to the reason I came.”
“Take your time.” Nik couldn’t resist licking his lips, hoping to taste Bobby’s kiss.
“That’s not helping,” Bobby practically growled.
“Oops. Sorry.” Nik sat up straight and put his hands in his lap. “Go on.”
“There’s something I think you should know. We’ve somehow managed to keep a few of the more gory details out of the news, but I think it’s relevant to your research.”
Nik leaned closer, like a boy waiting to hear a secret. “Okay.”
“After Morgan Thompson killed his victims, he drank their blood.”
Nik gasped. There were quickly becoming too many references to the Dracul family in this investigation. He hated to sound like a know-it-all, but he just had to say it. “I told you the cask was the key to solving this case.”
Bobby nodded.
DRACUL’S BLOOD
Carol Lynne and T.A. Chase
50
“Now that I know a few of your secrets, will you share another with me?” Nik asked.
“If I can,” Bobby answered easily.
“Where’d the cask come from?”
“It appears that Thompson bought it at an auction. My partner, Jablonsky, has been checking out the auction houses, but so far he’s come up empty.”
Nik shook his head. “This cask wasn’t purchased at your normal auction. If a place like Christies had something as valuable as this on the block, you’d better believe it would’ve been all over the news. Tell your partner to look into black market auctions or private collector sales. If you’re lucky, maybe you can track down the seller. Why release a five hundred and fifty year-old cask of wine now? There has to be a reason.”
“What does the wine have to do with the Draculs?”
“I don’t know. How long before the lab has the content analysis done?”
“I’m not sure. I can check on it Monday. Wilmont will kill me if I call and interrupt his Sunday with the family. To be honest, I haven’t really been pushing that hard. I mean, I thought it was wine. I was trying to determine if it was poisoned or something.”
“My guess is ‘or something’.”
DRACUL’S BLOOD
Carol Lynne and T.A. Chase
51
Chapter Six
Water dripped from Bobby’s chest as he stood in front of his closet, wrapped in a towel, and trying to decide what to wear. He heaved a frustrated breath before grabbing the first shirt and pair of jeans his hands touched. Somewhere between the previous night and the time he stepped from his shower, he started channelling a sixteen-year-old girl. It was the most logical explanation for why he couldn’t find one fucking outfit that he liked.
“Outfits,” he muttered, tossing his clothes on the bed before digging in his drawers for socks and underwear.
That thought solidified his belief in his channelling a girl because he didn’t have outfits; he had jeans or suits. He wasn’t the kind of guy who put a lot of thought into his wardrobe. Suits were a must for work, ever since the Commissioner instituted a dress code for detectives. Bobby bought good quality suits, but they weren’t Armani, that was for sure.
He tugged on his boxer-briefs and sat on the bed to put on his socks. He caught sight of the sweats he’d worn earlier while he worked out. Those ragged things brought Nik to the forefront of his mind.
God, the professor was pretty, but obviously didn’t know it, dressing in baggy sweats and over-sized T-shirts. Nik had a lean
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