Лорен Донер - Smiley

“We aren’t certain if she was aware of the danger but no good comes of dumping a drug into someone’s drink. That female had to know it was potentially harmful.” Bestial inhaled and blew out a deep breath. “She’ll be prosecuted under New Species law.”

Jericho cut Smiley off before he could speak. “Either way, she needs to be brought in for questioning at the first opportunity.” He flashed Smiley a warning look to keep him silent. “She can link this crime to the Woods Church. We have to locate that drug and make certain all of it is destroyed, otherwise none of us are safe in the out world. They could launch more attacks.”

“Agreed,” Fury stated. “We’ll wait until the media hype dies down and have Tim’s team grab her.”

Smiley stewed in anger. The meeting broke up and he stormed out, needing time to think. Jericho caught up with him and gripped his arm.

“She did drug you. Don’t forget that.”

“Vanni was frightened and she suffered. I don’t want her sent to Fuller. She paid enough even if she was the one who did it.”

“I spoke to Ned. He said the three of you entered the bar and you sat alone at the counter. No one approached you except her. That female was the only one who sat next to you. He noticed you turn in your seat a few times and it would have given her an opportunity to dope your soda.”

He couldn’t deny that. “There can be no crime if there is no victim. I’ll refuse to state otherwise.”

“You can’t deny what happened, Smiley. You weren’t hurt this time but who will be the next victim if we don’t stop this now? This concerns all Species.”

“Perhaps she was forced. Just consider that possibility.”

“Stubborn male,” Jericho grumbled under his breath. “You’re going to pull a True, aren’t you? Should I prepare for that? Will you take her from our custody when she’s brought here and make your home her sanctuary?”

It was a good idea. “Are you going to try to stop me if I do?”

“Damn.” Jericho’s expression softened. “I don’t want you hurt. I’ll make a deal with you.”

“What kind?”

“You don’t sign mate papers if they ask you to.”

Smiley frowned.

“They asked True to sign mate papers when he kept Jeanie in his home. I’ll argue your case if you take her. Just promise not to do anything rash. I don’t trust this female and I don’t believe you’re being completely rational. I want to make sure you get to know her before you possibly make a mistake.”

“I agree.”

Jericho nodded. “She also needs to help with discovering where more of that drug is. I doubt the Woods Church only had two doses for your drinks.”

“She’s kind, Jericho. I know she’ll help. She wouldn’t want what happened to us to happen to others.”

“You hope she’s kind. You barely know her, Smiley.”

He couldn’t argue but his gut instinct screamed that she was.

Chapter Seven

“I’ll go with you. He’s a dick. Who knows how he’ll react after seeing that video clip.”

“He’s not going to hit me, Beth.”

“I wouldn’t put anything past that asshole.”

“You’ve never liked him.”

“With good cause. He’s selfish and never thinks about you. That thing he has going on with his dad is creepy as shit too. He’s a grown man but it’s as if he’s so far up his dad’s ass he can’t think for himself. He said he wasn’t part of that church but he’s never publically opposed them either. I checked online. He was photographed a lot with his daddy before you dated him. I think he hid the association because he knew you wouldn’t date him otherwise. He sure as hell wouldn’t want to marry one of those insane groupies that hang with that church.”

“What does that mean?”

Beth sighed, looking frustrated. “They are a bunch of paranoid idiots. You were perfect, Vanni. Your brother is a cop, your sister is the poster child for housewives and your parents have been married forever. You clean up nice and have no criminal history. The perfect wife, image wise.”

Vanni shrugged. “He did ask me to marry him against his father’s wishes.”

“I bet that old son of a bitch is happy as shit this happened.”

“Maybe.”

“Is he going to be there? He’s so nasty.” Beth frowned.

“No, Gregory isn’t there. Carl said his dad is too busy at the church to get away. This is a nightmare for them too, with all the reporters. I’m just going to drop off the ring, grab my stuff and get out. He said he had to hide there from reporters.”

Beth lifted one hand, fisted it by her shoulder and pinched the thumb and forefinger of her other hand together, swinging it back and forth. “That’s me playing the violin.” She dropped her hands to her side.

Vanni laughed. “You’re so mean.”

“He’s holding your shit for ransom.”

“I owe him the courtesy of doing this in person.”

“I’m going with you.”

“You are supposed to have dinner with your parents and go out with your sister tonight. I’m not ruining your plans.”

“You think it’s going to make him less pissed that you cheated on him because you were drugged? You might need some backup.”

“I’m not going to tell him about that.”

“Why not? Are you nuts? Otherwise he’ll just think you’re a total bitch.”

“He’d tell his father and he’ll twist it somehow against the NSO. He’s a dick like that.”

“That’s true.”

“I’d rather just take the heat and get out as fast as possible. He blew it before I ever did by pulling that stunt with the weekend getaway. I had my eyes opened that he’s kind of a jerk.”

“I’d use stronger words like douche bag but all right. You call me if shit hits the fan and you need me to come home and eat ice cream with you.”

“Deal. Right after I get my cell phone returned.”

She grabbed her spare keys and hoped she didn’t get pulled her over since her wallet was with her purse. Her car was in the underground parking garage, which exited behind the building. Beth should be able to distract the press while she slipped away.

The twenty-minute drive was uneventful but Beth’s parting words kept repeating in Vanni’s head as she drove up to the gates at the Woods estate. Don’t do this. It’s stupid.

She’d only been there once with Carl when they’d first begun dating. It was when she’d met Gregory, who owned the reclusive vacation home in the hills. It hadn’t gone well. They’d disliked each other on sight.

A man in uniform stepped out of the tiny guard shack and held up his hand. She slowed to a stop and pressed the window button. “I’m Vanni. Carl is expecting me.”

He frowned.

“He called and told me to come here to collect my things.”

The guard used a two-way radio to contact someone at the house. “A Vanni is here to see Carl.”

“Send her up,” another voice ordered.

The guard hit a button inside the shack. The gates slowly rolled open and Vanni pushed down on the gas pedal. The paved, narrow road wound upward around a few turns and opened into a vast circular driveway. She parked in front of the house.

Her nerves were a mess. The plan had been to return the engagement ring to Carl by mail but that was before he’d held her belongings hostage. The message he’d left had been clear. She could either come to meet him or not get her things back. It was possible he was afraid she’d keep the expensive ring that had belonged to his grandmother. It was insulting that he thought so little of her.

She climbed out of her car and gripped the jeweler’s box in her fist as she climbed the stairs and rang the doorbell. Waiting for the door to open so she could finally face Carl was torture on her queasy stomach.