Anita Blake, Vampire Hunter Colletion_ Books 6-10 - Laurell K. Hamilton [1063]
“It hasn’t been that long since the police killed wereanimals on sight, Dolph. You can’t really blame them for being leery of you guys.”
“Why didn’t you tell me all this when you were in for questioning?”
“You were mad at me,” I said, as if that explained it. And it sort of did, though it made me sound childish.
“What are you leaving out?” he asked.
“I tell you the truth, and you still doubt me. That really hurts, Dolph.”
“Not as much as it’s going to if I find out you withheld evidence on this.”
“It’s not like you to make threats, Dolph.”
“I’m tired,” he said.
I was quiet for a second. “You should get some rest, Dolph.”
“Yeah, if you can keep from killing anyone else, maybe I’ll catch up on the paperwork.”
“I’ll do my best,” I said.
“You do that.” I heard him take a deep breath. “Is this all the information you’re going to give me on this?”
“Yep.”
“I’ll go back and interview the families again. Do you know how much extra work this is going to be, just because they fucking lied the first time?”
“They didn’t mean to make your job hard, Dolph, they were just scared.”
“Yeah, so isn’t everyone?” With that, he hung up.
I stared at the buzzing phone. The man was not in a good mood. I knew why, now, and I was probably one of the few outside his family that did know why. I wondered how much grouchier he was going to get, and if it would start affecting his job, if it hadn’t already. If his hatred of the monsters took away his objectivity, then he was going to be useless as the head of the Regional Preternatural Investigation Team. Shit. It was a problem for another day. I could add it to the list of things I’d worry about later. At the rate the list was growing, I’d never have time to worry about everything on it. Maybe I could throw a dart and make what it stuck in the problem of the day. Or maybe I could just ignore the list. Yeah, ignoring sounded good.
46
THEMACNAIRS,PLUS bodyguard, promised to drive straight to RPIT’s headquarters and give statements. Janet Talbot went with them. Christine didn’t really know anything about the werelion’s disappearance, so she just went home, promising to be careful. I offered to let her stay at my place until the bad guy, or guys, was caught, but she turned me down flat.
Donovan Reece said, “She is an independent creature.”
I could admire that. “I hope her independence doesn’t get her hurt.”
He shrugged, getting to his feet. I noticed a lump under the front of his pink shirt. “You’re armed,” I said.
He glanced down at the place where his gun was trying and failing to hide. “I won’t let my girls be taken again.”
“People, call them people,” I said.
He gave me a smile. “They are all girls.”
“Humor me,” I said.
He gave a small bow of his head. “My people, fine, but I won’t let them be taken again.”
“Or you either, Donovan. Remember everyone that’s vanished has been a leader, not a follower. They chained Nathaniel up because they thought he was you; your people being taken was just incidental.”
He met my eyes, suddenly very serious. “You’re right. How did you know I was armed?”
“If you’re going to tuck a gun into the front of your pants, wear a darker-colored shirt, and maybe one that’s a size bigger.”
He nodded. “I’ve never carried a gun before.”
“Do you know how to use it?”
“I know how to shoot. I just don’t usually carry concealed.”
“Do you have a license to carry?”
He blinked at me.
“I take that as a no.”
“No,” he said.
“Then if you use it and kill someone, it’s going to be a headache in court. Carrying concealed without a license will make it an illegal weapon. Depending on the judge, you might see jail time.”
“How long does it take to get a license?”
“Longer than you’ll want to wait. But check your county and start the process. Or don’t start the process, and when you get arrested you can try and claim ignorance of the law. It’s