She glanced at the very expensive suit covering Simone and raised an eyebrow, then studied Simone’s face before turning to Kellach. “You and your attorney share a resemblance. Family?”
Simone shifted her weight. “Our situation is none of your concern, Detective. My client saved your life last night, took you to safety, and now you drag him down here under the pretense of a fishing expedition ? Shame on you.”
Alexandra smiled pretty lips. “Definitely family. Here to protect you, huh, Dunne?”
Actually, as a Coven Nine Enforcer, it was Kell’s job to protect Simone—with his life if necessary. “She’s pretty, but she’s fierce.” He leaned back and slid an arm across the back of Simone’s chair just in case she lost her temper and lunged. While brilliant, the spirited witch might very well say fuck it and attack, even if she was acting as his attorney.
A slight lift of Simone’s shoulder acknowledged his warning.
Alexandra flipped open her file. “What do you know about the drug that killed this man last night?” She spun a picture around and slid it in front of him. It was a picture of the junkie who’d died the previous night in the alley.
Kell shrugged. “I don’t know anything about the drug. What do you know?” He kept his voice level and measured her heart rate by studying the faint vein in her neck. Man, he’d love to lick his way to where that pretty vein went.
“You asked him about the drug, and you followed him into the alley,” Alexandra persisted. “Tell me what you know.”
“I followed you into the alley,” he said silkily. “Sexy blue dress, high heels . . . I thought you were a lady of the evening.”
Her eyes flashed. “Bullshit.”
Simone coughed delicately, her lips twitching. “Detective, please watch your language.”
“You were looking for a hooker, Mr. Dunne?” Detective Phillips muttered.
“No,” Kell said smoothly, studying the older man. Phillips seemed relaxed and almost lazy, but sharp intelligence glimmered deep in his gaze, and his posture remained turned slightly toward Alexandra, as if ready to defend. Kell liked him immediately. “But I saw Alexandra in that dress, and I was intrigued. Long legs, smoothly toned, and I wanted more than anything to have them wrapped around me.” Yeah, he was being an ass, but prodding her was suddenly so much fun.
Simone dug an elbow into his gut, and he bit back a grunt.
“All right. How about we exchange information?” Alexandra rolled her eyes. “I know this drug is something new, and it gives junkies temporary strength before killing them. It’s taken in liquid form and via injection, and it’s flooding my streets. Informants tell me your motorcycle gang is the middle man, distributing this killer to the public.”
Aye, her intel was spot on. “Have your labs broken down the components?”
“Not yet.” A veil dropped down over her eyes. “Why don’t you tell me what it is?”
Because the main ingredient in Apollo was a mineral that was deadly to witches. “I don’t know what it is, but I’m trying to find out.” He gave her a little information, just to keep her talking.
She rubbed the bruise on her cheekbone. “About that. You asked the junkie last night where he’d gotten the drug, and how much he’d taken. Why?”
“Don’t speak,” Simone said quietly. “My client followed you into the alley, saw this poor man overdosing, and naturally asked how much of a drug he’d taken. A good Samaritan, if you ask me.”
“Right.” Fury blazed into Alexandra’s stunning eyes.
Kell’s entire body reacted with heat, a low growl getting trapped in his chest. Such passion, such raw female power—and all human. There was no enhancement to her like human psychics or empaths, so she couldn’t mate an immortal. Only enhanced humans could mate a witch, vampire, demon, or shifter. Yet even knowing they had no future, his groin hardened, and he shifted on the uncomfortable chair. What would she look like, desire in her eyes, candlelight flickering across her delicate skin while he kissed every inch? He had a feeling once her control unraveled, she’d be wilder than any storm he’d ever ridden through. “I would’ve helped the lad.”
Simone stiffened as he let his brogue loose. She turned and eyed him before glancing back at the detective. “Give me a break,” she muttered under her breath.
He smiled. Though he’d never reacted to a female human so fiercely, he could do nothing but explore the overwhelming sensation.
Alexandra leaned forward. “I’m thinking the only reason you’d ask where he acquired the drugs is because there’s a rival distributor somewhere in Seattle, and you’re looking to take it out. Right, Enforcer?”
The woman added two plus two quickly. Smart girl.