It irks me to have to make an apology on Nemesis’s behalf, but it’s not like I can tell any of them about her. Not when I’ve just got my job back.
Remi nudges Monroe with her toe. “These are delicious,” she tells him. “Even for a sugar-hating weirdo like you.”
Monroe makes a face and takes the cake from my hand. I grin at him, and reach across to ruffle his hair.
“Hey!” he playfully slaps my hand away, and then ruffles my hair. “You’re the junior member of the team now.”
“I’ll take that,” I say. “Wish me luck.”
“Good luck,” Remi and Monroe say simultaneously as I make my way towards Storm’s office and knock on his open door. I can feel their eyes on me, eagerly watching.
Storm does not look up at my knock. He continues to turn the pages of his report and scribble something on it. His sexy pinstripe shirt is straining oh so delightfully over his broad shoulders. Seeing his black eye again makes me feel a stab of guilt. I tiptoe across to his desk and I carefully place the special lemon cake on it, the one with the fresh cherry on top. He doesn’t even look at it.
“I’m sorry,” I say.
He still does not look up. I go around the side of his desk and lean down to plant a quick kiss on his cheek. He makes a face.
“And I really am grateful for you saving my life,” I say. “And I promise to get some help, because I really do know that I need it. I’ll see you soon?” I try not to sound too pleading at the last part.
He finally looks up at me and says, “Maybe. Now I have to finish this report.” He ushers me away.
I turn to leave, feeling ever so slightly disheartened.
“Next team lunch will be on Monday night,” he says to my back. “At Luca’s.”
My heart leaps. “Team lunch?” I ask, pausing at the door, unable to believe it.
“Yep,” he says. “Now that you’re a part of the team.”
I turn around and look at him. He has picked up my lemon cake. He is looking at the cherry. He is smiling.
I bite my lip as I watch him. It feels like everything I have wanted is about to begin, like I am painfully close to the life I have wanted. A little warm glow spreads through my heart.
It subsides as I feel the little voice squirming at the back of my head in the place where I have determinedly boxed her in. She has grown strong, feeding on my need to avenge my mother’s death. Unless that need goes away, she will only grow stronger. She’s a damn sight more dangerous than she let me know, and there is no way I can let her back out. But she will break out, and I don’t know how I will stop her.
The End
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By HERMIONE STARK
A magic shop clerk by day, a not-so-psychic detective by night. And what good is a psychic detective without her psychic powers?
A killer werewolf is terrorizing London, brutally savaging young women every full moon. Young women who look just like me. Agent Constantine Storm has refused to hire me on the case, and I can’t help anyway. In order to stop the dark little voice in my mind from taking over my body, I’ve had to sacrifice my psychic powers. But now two girls have gone missing, and one is my new friend India. I’m desperate to find her before she becomes the next murder victim, an impossible task without my powers. To make things worse India is a lone werewolf with a troubled past, and Detective Inspector Zael of the metropolitan police is determined to prove she is the killer.
Can I find India and prove her innocent of murder before the next full moon rises? And can I do it without unleashing the murderous dark little voice from inside my head?