Chapter 12It was odd seeing the cop lead Edmund and Mathias back to speak to Detective Cruz. From the corner of the parking lot where they’d asked her to wait, Darby had a perfect view of them emerging from the alley, but where she’d expected visible tension between the two men—vampires, she hastened to amend; God, how many times was she going to make that mistake?—they actually seemed at ease. Mathias walked with his usual long-legged saunter, and Edmund’s jaw wasn’t nearly as tense as it had been when he’d first pulled up.
Had they fought it out? Had they talked?
Images from her dreams replayed in her head. Naked bodies, pale and writhing against the other.
She looked away before acknowledging the question of whether or not they’d chosen other means to settle their differences.
They
