He grimaced. "I don't know - "
I touched his shoulder, squeezing gently. "We'll deal with him. Just not yet." I glanced at Jack. "Can we go?"
He glanced at me then, and his eyes held a hint of regret. It was the sort of look I imagined a parent got when their kids finally left the nest.
Maybe he realized that's exactly what I was trying to do.
"Contact me the minute you free her. We'll probably have more information about the murders by then."
"Thanks, boss." I squeezed my brother's shoulder and turned to head back out into the main room, then hesitated and looked back at Jack. "Boss, you might want to talk to Harris before you leave."
His concentration was back on the vamp, so his reply was almost absent. "What about?"
"About his ability to bring down helicopters with kinetic force. He's also mind-blind. He could make a perfect replacement for Kade."
Or better yet, for me.
He merely grunted. The vamp was sweating even more profusely, so Jack's constant telepathic barrage was having an effect.
I winked at Rhoan then continued outside.
"Well?" Evin said, almost anxiously.
"We're a go. We just need you two to keep relaying information and pretend everything is as it should be."
Evin scrubbed a hand across his face. "He'll expect me to be overwrought and anxious, and that certainly won't be hard to fake."
West didn't say anything and he looked no happier than before, but even with Quinn's restrictions in place, I very much doubted he'd do anything to jeopardize the operation. He might not love working in this town, but I had a suspicion he did love being a cop.
"I'll phone the minute we have news. And Harris?" I smiled his way. "Thanks."
A hint of amusement crinkled the corners of his bright eyes. "You're welcome. And anytime you feel the need to find trouble, please try not to find it in my town."
"Deal. But your life will quickly become boring without me."
The amusement crinkling his eyes broke out across the rest of his face. "That I can deal with."
I snorted in amusement and walked across to Quinn. He spun around and held out his arm. "Let's go raise some hell."
"S o," I said, unbuckling the lap belt and walking over to the plane's plush, well-appointed bar. "Given we can't exactly plan our method of attack until we see what we're up against, and we have a five-hour flight ahead of us, what do you suggest we do?"
He walked up behind me and wrapped his arms around my waist. "I can think of one or two things," he said, kissing the side of my neck.
His lips were so cool against my skin that I shivered. I hadn't noticed it before - probably because I'd been so overjoyed to see him - but his body heat was decidedly down. He'd obviously been worrying more about me than feeding himself.
At least that was something easily remedied.
"Only one or two?" I said archly. "My dear vampire, I thought you had a better imagination than that."
"Oh, I have. But given this is a five-hour flight, I don't think we'll have time for the rest of them."
I laughed and turned around in his arms. "I'm so glad I mostly remember you again. So glad that damn truck didn't squish you into tiny little pieces."
"It's hard to kill an Aedh."
I raised a hand and lightly caressed the scar on the side of his beautiful face. "This suggests they came close."
"But not close enough." His lips captured mine and for a long, long time, there was very little sound.