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out of his pocket. “Nah, but I think he needs to know if he’s going to pull a knife on a vampire, it should be more than a pocket knife.” She handed the two-inch blade to Burnett.
    Burnett nodded at the were. “Leave before I change my mind.”
    The redhead ran away, his limber gait reminiscent of all weres. Suddenly, silence fell like a soft rain, and that silence seemed to echo inside Della. Toeing her shoe into the green manicured lawn, she watched the were fade into nothing but a speck on the landscape.
    For the first time, she became aware of her surroundings. Silver moonlight spilled over the flat terrain. Tombstones rose from the ground like arms of the dead reaching for the sky, needing escape from the cold earth.
    Every few feet, an aging statuary of a saint or an angel stood above the stones, as if guarding the graves. But were they protecting the dead, or keeping them entombed?
    The sad and haunted environment brought it all back—the reason she was here. To bury Chan. But the ghostlike chill and the thought of being underground also brought to mind Natasha and Liam.
    Heavy grief accompanied with a sharp sense of urgency filled her lungs. Della swallowed a shaky breath and wondered how and when Chan’s body would arrive.
    A cold tingle ran down Della’s spine. Was it a ghost? Feeling dazed, she forced herself to look back at the live people standing to her right. Burnett took a step forward toward the pack leader.
    The were, a good three inches shorter than Burnett, didn’t show fear, nor did his posture provoke aggressiveness. “Not to defend my ex-employee,” the were said, “but I must say, you showing up at a graveyard that is managed by weres is rather strange.”
    Burnett stood a little straighter. Not to the point of defensiveness, but just enough to show he didn’t appreciate the man’s questions. “The FRU tried to contact the owner, Mr. Henderson, but was told by the receptionist he was out of the country.”
    â€œAnd I was left in charge,” the were stated. “Why did you not contact me?” His words danced on the line of disrespect, but his tone held tight to caution, as did his posture.
    â€œIf you will look at your business phone, you’ll see the FRU has left three messages. And I personally left one this afternoon.”
    The were brought his shoulders up a bit. “So you took it upon yourself to bypass legal procedures to obviously do something morally unethical. Is this the way the FRU regularly operates?”
    Burnett’s eyes increased in brightness. But Della could tell he held himself back. No doubt, he was prepared to verbally spar to avoid a physical confrontation. “I’m not here to do anything unethical.”
    The were’s brows creased in disbelief. “But that would depend on who you ask. It’s obvious you’re here to exhume a body for some form of evidence. Probably to try to pin a murder on a were, being that you’re vampire.”
    Della couldn’t stop herself from speaking up. “And you make the mistake of assuming. No one is fairer than that man standing in front of you.”
    The were shot Della a quick look, then refocused on Burnett as if she didn’t merit his attention. But damn, hadn’t Girl Toy already proven herself? She let go of a warning growl. The desire to move in, demand respect, bit hard.
    Burnett’s gaze shifted to her ever so slightly. In that brief scrutiny, she could almost read his mind. Back down.
    The pack leader adjusted his posture a little more defensively. “Do you know how much trouble this could bring down on my employer? Humans find desecration of the dead a big deal. It could cause a scandal.”
    Burnett stood, feet slightly apart, arms resting at ease at his sides, and took the man’s verbal jabs without appearing insulted. He almost looked too confident—like a poker player who knew he held the