Kade's Dark Embrace

Chapter Three

After Sydney left the club, she drove directly to the station. She was used to working night shift, so even though it was midnight, she had plenty of time to get organized before she met with Ada to get the initial findings from the autopsy. She was lost in thought when Tony slammed a wrapped cheesesteak on the desk. His partner looked like she could use a pick me up. “Hey, Syd, thought you could use some food.”

Sydney licked her lips. “Oh, Tony, you do know exactly what a girl wants.” She ripped the wrapping away, and bit into it letting the onions fall down her chin. “Thanks so, so much, Tony! Mmmm....messy, but soooo good.”

Tony shook his head laughing. She looked like she was coming, not that he knew about that. He would love to have her just once, but he knew that was a line that he probably should not cross. Ever since he'd met Sydney Willows, he'd fought the urge to kiss her senseless and slam his cock into her, but he was pretty sure she didn’t date guys that often, and he was one hundred percent sure she didn’t date fellow cops. No use thinking about what he couldn’t have. Dragging his thoughts back to the case, he pulled out the file on the girl. “Glad you like the sandwich, Syd, but you gotta eat quickly. Billings called an hour ago. She said she’s ready for us to review her initial findings and is expecting us in thirty minutes. Eat up. I gotta stop in and see the captain, then I’ll wait for you over by the elevator, so we can go down together.”

“Sounds good to me. And, Tony...thanks for the steak sandwich. You're a lifesaver. Not sure what I would do without you.” Sydney was miffed after the incident at the club and couldn’t stop thinking about Kade. She was about to get her freak on with Tristan when that damn vampire came in and interrupted things. If he was a detective, she was the queen of England. There was no way on Earth that guy was a rank-and-file detective. He was lying to her, and he was cocky. And shit, he was hotter than hell. Fuck. I have to get my shit together, get the vamp off the case, get some sleep, and then solve this murder. It was turning into the longest night she'd had in weeks.

After eating her food, she padded into the elevator, ready to get some clues from the coroner. As the elevator doors opened on the basement floor, Sydney and Tony walked down the long, gray corridor that led to the morgue. The overhead lights flickered, providing a dim path to their destination. She had walked this hallway more times than she cared to count, but every time she did, the gray walls reminded her that she was there to face death. No amount of fresh paint could make it seem like just another hallway in the building.

She pushed ahead of Tony through the black, double doors that led into the autopsy room. The smell of death hit her as the air wafted into her nose. It was something she never got used to, but it reminded her of why she became a cop. Someone’s life was stolen. The girl was dead, and she would catch the bastard who did it. Glancing around for a mask and gloves, she leaned over the body looking at the girl’s wrists. “Hey there, Ada. So, what ya got?”

Ada looked up through her plastic mask. “It’s a damn shame. This city is filled with some sick fucking bastards, but this one...he just...well, come see.” She gestured down to the girl’s torso.

Sydney peered over the now naked body. The translucent skin seemed to float over the young woman’s muscles. Her body was littered with small cuts and marks, but none appeared to be deep. Sydney gritted her teeth and took a deep breath, “She was tortured, wasn’t she?”

Ada kept taking samples from the body as she spoke, “Tortured? That would be a yes. Not sure what made all the cuts, but looks like she was possibly whipped with something. Maybe cut with a small knife of some sort. And these...,” she pointed to the girls wrists. “Looks like she was bound with rope. I found some fibers embedded in her skin, still waiting on trace. As for the cause of death, we are looking at exsanguination. How she lost the blood? Not sure yet, but there is no blood left in this poor girl’s body.”

Tony spoke up, “So we have a tortured girl who is drained of all her blood? Sounds like a vampire, which would mean we have to turn this case over to P-CAP. But, there are no bite marks on her, so that means it could still be ours. What's the deal with the tattoos on her body...on her face?”

Ada pointed to the girl’s breasts. “Well it looks like he not only tattooed her face, but tattooed something here. This poor girl suffered before she died. I’m estimating that she’s been dead for a day or so but the water sped up decomp.”

Sydney pointed to the tattoo on the girl’s breast. “The tat...it looks like a sun, but the face, it’s strange. It's possible she got the tattoos on her own.”

Tony looked at the girl’s sallow face. “Maybe, hard to tell with the decomp. There's something going on here that makes my skin crawl. What if the tats are ritualistic?”

Sydney was about to comment when she felt him around her. Kade. What the hell is going on? It is him, and how do I know it is him? She spun around to find Kade’s ice blue eyes staring at her.

He looked over at the body and started walking toward them. “Very observant. The tattoo is the Sun god Huitzilopochtli. He symbolizes a belief in the afterlife. Could be a ritual, or could be nothing.”

Sydney looked over at Ada, seeking her input. Ada shrugged. She could not believe this fucking shit. Kade had already been down here and talked to Ada first. Goddammit. “So, I take it you have been down here already? And if you have, you’ve ascertained that this is our case, not yours. It was great meeting you, detective Kade, or whoever you really are, but we’ve got this. It would really make me happy if we could just get to work now. So...ugh...you can go,” she ordered, as if that would really make Kade leave.

Kade was losing patience with this human. He glared over at Sydney. “Well as much as I would like to make you happy, and trust me Miss Willows, I would, but I have already talked to your superior, and it looks like you and I will be working together from now on. As you well know, when there is even the slightest chance of paranormal activity on a case, P-CAP has a right to request a co-investigation. I requested. Your department has agreed.”

Sydney’s face reddened. She was thinking of how good it would feel to scream every curse word in the book at him, but professionalism was important on these so-called 'co-investigations', and she would not let this man shake her. She took a deep breath and exhaled, “Okay then. This is how it's going to be; this is my city and my ass on the line. I don’t expect much from the people I work with, but I do expect honesty. I'm telling you right now that I'm not putting up with your P-CAP secret shit. If you know something, you share it and vice versa.” She wasn’t going to bring up the fact he was lying to her, or question him about how he really knew Tristan.

Standing his ground, Kade steeled himself. “Agreed. Now, how about we get out of here and walk through the case? For the record, I know there are no bite marks, but I still suspect the perp is a vampire. We certainly prefer to bite our donors to satisfy our nutritional needs and our sexual appetites, but there are other ways to drain a body to get the blood. Our saliva could heal the wounds even as death occurs, so you might not see bites on the victim. I intend to ask my vampire contacts to see if there has been any strange activity in town.”

Sexual appetite? Sydney did not think she could look any redder, but Kade mentioning sex made her flush. She thought for a moment about what it would be like to have Kade’s lips on her neck, his teeth grazing her tanned skin, biting her, drinking as he thrust into her. She felt warmth pooling downward, desire flowing through her blood. She shook her head trying to think of something else, wanting to shake the lust she was feeling.

Sydney pulled her eyes off Kade and glanced back to the girl on the table. “Well, we better get going. You may know some vampires, but I got some sources in this city. I think we ought to take a trip to a tat shop I know. Ada, are those the tat pictures over there?” She walked over to the desk and picked up a stack of photos. “If this girl got these tats here in the city, we'll find out who did it. And maybe get an ID on her. Ada, thanks for the update. Let me know if you get anything else.” Sydney started to walk out the door when she brushed by Kade, a chill ran up her arm. There was something about this man, this vampire. She didn’t know why he was making her so crazy but she’d have to get it together if she was going to work with him.

Kade smiled to himself, smelling her arousal. She may not like him but she lusted for him. He would take that for now. In the meantime, he would play nice so she didn’t end up staking him first.