Kiss Of Twilight by Loribelle Hunt Read Free Book Online

tattoo on his arm. I found his wallet hidden outside."
    "There's no way it was random. No one had any reason to be there, certainly not a councilor who isn't even from our region. Any chance his attacker was a vagrant who'd broken in? We haven't been there in weeks."
    He shook his head. He'd thought of that too. "No signs of a break in and the alarm was turned off. Either someone let Contee in or he had the codes." He shrugged. "That's a possibility. Ben had all the codes. He might have passed them on to the council."
    They both knew that wasn't likely though. Dupree hoped like hell they didn't have another rogue on their hands.
    "This needs to be handled in person."
    He nodded. He'd expected that.
    "Yeah. There's something else." And damned if he wasn't reluctant to tell her. What the hell was wrong with him? "He had two numbers on a pad in his hotel room. Our downtown switchboard and Kara's private cell."
    "Why would he have Kara's number?"
    "I don't know," he said wryly. "I pissed her off before I could ask."
    Winter's shrug didn't seem to match her thoughtful expression. "She was Ben's and Gia's personal assistant. Maybe Contee wanted to find out something business related."
    He'd considered that, but it felt wrong. "I don't know. When we get the DNA back, I'll go up and do the notification. That'll take a few days. In the meantime, I'll see what I can find here."
    He'd have to drive to the little town in north Georgia where the Order currently kept its headquarters--they moved it every decade or so--and inform Gray in person.
    Winter glanced at Dupree. "Maybe you should take Kara with you."
    He growled. "No way. I'm not putting her in danger."
    "Where are you going? Were you going to tell me?" He turned to see Kara standing in the doorway and as usual the sight of her made his heart race. Her hair was loose, a curly red mess that framed her striking face. She had high cheekbones and a pert nose, but it was her lush full lips that he found so damned tempting. Especially now that he knew what they felt like, how she tasted. He had to force his mind back on task before he got distracted wondering if the rest of her body was a sweet.
    "In a few days and yes, I would have told you before I left."
    "Let me get this straight. You get bent out of shape about not knowing where I was today, but can't even be bothered to tell me you're going out of town?"
    "It's just a couple days, Kara." How had this been turned around on him?
    "Why are you going?"
    He pressed his lips together and looked at Winter.
    "Right," Kara said sarcastically in that way that made him want to kiss the irritation out of her. "I remember now. You can keep secrets but I can't. I have no idea why I put up with you. It's not like I'm getting anything out of it."
    Winter choked back a laugh and looked at Marcus. "I think that's our cue to leave. I'm going to grab some coffee. Fill her in, Dupree," she said. "Kara, this stays between us." Marcus joined her as she left the room.
    Kara turned back to Dupree and cocked an eyebrow. "What's going on?"
    "A council member was murdered tonight," he told her reluctantly. He had a bad feeling about involving her in this.
    "So?"
    Sighing, he rubbed a hand over his face. "He was killed at Ben's compound. It looks like a demon kill but the lab thinks it isn't."
    "Who was it?" She only paused a moment before rushing on to another question. "Does the council know yet?"
    "Baas Contee. And no. We thought it would be better to tell them in person. No one informed us he'd be here, and there's been too much weird shit going on lately."
    "Baas?"
    "He had your number on a piece of paper in his hotel room." Dupree hesitated, loath to involve her in this current mess. "I didn't know you knew him."
    She gave the slightest shake of her head. "I don't really. I met him a couple times."
    "What did he want?"
    "I don't know." She sounded curious, which put up his guard. He did not need her investigating on her own. "He never called."
    He needed