Forbidden Touch by K. S. Haigwood Read Free Book Online

before walked out. She went under a stairwell where no one could see her. She made herself visible, then stepped back out from under the stairwell and went through the homicide door again. There were no windows on this floor, so she was safe from the sun's rays.
    It was noisy, but she knew the instant everyone saw her, a pin drop could be heard in the silence. She walked up to the first guy she saw and batted her long eyelashes at him. His eyes widened, and his mouth fell open slightly at the sight of the woman leaned against his desk.
    "Can you tell me where I might find Detective Mitch Foley? I have some information on the case he's working on." Ciera was good with persuasion. Some of her kind could mess with the minds of others, and she could too, to an extent. But she couldn't use compulsion to make people tell her things or make them do things. That was Asabel's skill, and she was envious of the girl sometimes. The only thing she could do was make humans forget they had seen her after she had fed off them. But any vampire could do that. Making them forget the last few minutes of their memory was the easiest trick to learn. She could make herself invisible, and she was the only one of her kind, that she knew of, that could do that. She was free to walk in the sun like that, where other vampires never would be able to.
    "I uh…" He closed his mouth and swallowed, then opened it again to speak. She hoped he got the sentence out this time. She almost rolled her eyes, but refrained. Humans were so slow to get to the point. His brow furrowed. "I think Foley got suspended a little while ago. I think he's a suspect in the case he is working, but they didn't arrest him or anything." He shut his mouth with a snap and looked nervously at Ciera, like he wasn't sure he should've told a civilian that kind of information.
    She patted his arm and smiled, even though her blood was racing through her veins at the speed of light. She had to get out of here and find him. How the hell would someone be able to frame him for murdering all of those mortals? "Thank you and…" she looked deep in his eyes, "You never talked to me." He nodded, then blinked slowly a few times. When he could focus again, Ciera was walking away from his desk.
    She made herself invisible and ran out of the station, then ran as fast as she could go to Mitch's apartment. It was about five miles, but that was nothing to her. She didn't have a choice but to tell him what she was. They could kill her if they wanted to, but she couldn't let him go down for this.
    Mitch drove around town till almost sunset trying to figure out why the three other guys would tell the cops that he drained the blood out of their buddy's veins. And how the hell could he do that anyway without cutting the motherfucker? He wasn't a witch or anything. The thought froze him, and he slammed on the brakes. Tires squealed from behind him, and then horns were blowing. He could imagine that birds were flying as well. He quickly pulled the car over and threw it in park.
    Witches didn't exist, not really. But he couldn't think of anything else it could be. It was as if the blood in the victims' bodies just vanished like magic. His eyes widened in disbelief. Could witches be real? Was that how the woman could make herself invisible to him and enter his dreams? It was the only explanation. He sighed. It was too bad that he'd run her off. Maybe she could have fixed all of this mess for him. Or was it her that caused it in the first place?
    He put the car in drive again and drove toward his apartment. It wasn't far, but he hit the sirens and put the pedal to the floor anyway. He had to go through that damn file again. There had to be some clue in there to lead him to the real murderer.

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    Mitch unlocked his apartment door. He turned the knob; the keys slipped from his fingers. When he bent to pick them up, the door opened about three inches. He heard a sound