Neither my mom nor my brother would give out personal information like that, so that left past lovers. And while I could name a couple of those who'd delight in not only telling all but in getting back at me in any way possible, both of them had left the clique a couple of years before Rainey and I had and, as far as I knew, had disappeared.
"I'm not stripping in public just to prove who I am." Especially not in a bar filled with shadowy men who maybe weren't less-than-savory types, but who were still unknowns all the same.
And you never trusted an unknown. It was a motto that had saved my skin many a time growing up, and I wasn't about to abandon it now, no matter how badly I wanted information.
Angus studied me for a moment, then said, voice still flat, "Then dance fire across your fingertips. I'm told you have extraordinary control."
I frowned. I didn't like using dragon skills in public - in fact, not using them anywhere humans were likely to see them had been hammered into my brain since birth. There might be no humans currently in this bar, but there was nothing stopping them from walking in at the wrong moment. "Why is this so important to you?"
"It's important because I've been caught unaware before and have paid the price for it." Bleakness flared in his eyes, and his somewhat fierce expression was touched fleetingly with sadness. A sadness that tore at my heart, and made the reporter in me want to ask what was wrong. But I very much doubted he'd answer that question when he didn't even trust me with the information I was going to pay him for.
Then the sadness was gone and he took another sip of beer before adding, in a voice that was edgy and sharp,
"And I've discovered the hard way that lies and entrapments fall from the prettiest tongue as easily as the ugliest."
"Well, I hope I fall into the former group rather than the latter," I said, a little alarmed by the sudden fierceness in his tone. Something was very off, but I wasn't sure what. Then my gaze flicked to his arm. Maybe his fierceness was understandable. With scars like those, survival must have been touch and go, even for a dragon who could heal far better than any human.
"Do it," he said, "or I walk out of here now and you'll never get your answers."
I looked around the room, seeing no one looking our way or showing any undue interest. That might change given what I was about to do, but there wasn't much I could do about that. Not if I wanted my answers.
If this guy could provide answers and wasn't just yanking my chain.
I mean, the voice on the phone that had given us this lead had been oddly familiar, and that alone had raised questions. But Rainey had convinced me that we needed to take the chance if we were ever to get some answers. And now Rainey was dead and I was here talking to a stranger who might not only be connected to her death, but who might well be here to trap me - the one who had escaped from their little "accident."
And while Leith and his people were doing the background check on Angus, I simply didn't have the time to sit back and wait for the answers. Hence the reason I was here, taking this godawful chance.
I had no other choice if I wanted to save Rainey.
I pushed the Coke back then held up a hand, keeping it close to my chest so that there was less likelihood of everyone else noticing.
Then I reached deep down into that place in my soul where the dragon resided. She came roaring forward in answer, heating my skin and making it tingle. But she was all flame and no substance, as usual. I focused on the energy burning through my body, controlling and restricting it, until it was little more than flickers of fire that danced joyfully across my fingertips.
Few dragons could do that with their fire. Most had full flame or nothing.
I met Angus's gaze. "Satisfied?"
He nodded, but oddly he didn't seem to relax. In fact, the tension that was knotting his shoulders and arms seemed worse than ever.
"So tell me," I added, "what you know about the cleansings."
He laced his fingers together, then leaned forward. "I know where the bodies are."