throat.
“Miss Evins has been forthcoming about the role she played in the vampire’s death,” he said. Damir didn’t respond, but he was obviously displeased with my cooperation.
“Am I to believe you still don’t know the identity of the vampire I killed?” I asked, but I directed my question to Officer Dunn. He shook his head before Damir could interrupt.
“This is a hearing to decide your level of guilt in all this,” Damir said coolly.
“I thought we just cleared that up.”
Damir acted like he was exercising extreme patience with me, ignoring my comment altogether. “As I was saying, this is not a question-and-answer session.”
“That’s unfortunate,” I said, reaching for my back pocket. “Because you have questions and I have answers.” Damir frowned as I pulled my sketches from my pocket and unfolded them, holding them out to Officer Dunn.
“I am in charge of these proceedings,” Damir said as he rushed to stand in front of me, snatching the drawings from my hand. “Any evidence that could incriminate or liberate you will go through me.” What he didn’t need to say was that the other members of the Emissary were just there for show. None of them had any real influence in this matter. I shrugged, happy to have gotten a reaction out of him, and saw Officer Dunn fight back an amused grin as Damir stared at my sketches.
“What are these?”
“These are the vampires that got away last night,” I said simply. “They were smarter than the dead guy and knew when they’d been beat. They retreated into their black SUV and left the scene. The same black SUV that ran the human Weston Leavy off the road and whose occupants broke his neck when they realized they’d made a mistake in identifying their intended victim.”
“You can’t be certain of that,” Damir said, passing the sketches off to Dunn.
“You want certainty? I’ll give you certainty.” I took a step forward and met his gaze with all the contempt I could muster. “I can be certain that these vampires are from the Miami area. I can be certain that they attacked me and my boyfriend last night. I can be certain that they were there to kill, and I was lucky to have spent the night at a hospital and not a morgue. I can be certain that if they ever come near Trey or me again, you’ll be taking our next meeting more seriously, because I’ll have killed them all.”
Damir almost lost his cool completely. Almost.
He turned and paced a few feet away, and I was glad to have some space. It was a moment before he spoke again. “Officer Dunn was pleading your case before you arrived tonight,” he said. “Against my better judgment, I want to believe that you were acting out of defense last night.”
“Glad we’re on the same page.” But the smile that stretched across his thin lips told me I wasn’t going to walk away from this completely unscathed. “What is it?” I asked. “I can’t stand the suspense.” I always saved my best sarcasm for Damir.
“You’re a loose cannon, Aurora,” he said. “I can’t guarantee that you won’t run off in a rage of vengeance and start slaughtering vampires you think might be involved in the so-called murder plot against your little human pet.”
I was literally speechless. That’s saying a lot for me. I wanted to say that I would definitely slaughter any vampires involved in the murder-plot against Trey, but then again, hadn’t I just said that? I needed something else. Officer Dunn shifted his weight just then and I looked up at him. He was the answer.
“Officer Dunn is perfectly capable of taking care of the vampires responsible for this,” I said, hoping I sounded convincing. Nothing against Officer Dunn, but I’d never been good at trusting people. “Now that he knows their faces, there’s no reason why he shouldn’t be able to track them down and put an end to the attacks.” But Damir still looked amused, and that couldn’t bode well for me.
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