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only answered to him, asking to be taken out of the station so that they wouldn’t be caught. These were men, when he needed them to be, hitmen and drug dealers as well. Both tweeters were now dead, of course. Otis never left behind evidence, and he hated men who jumped ship before he said they could. And now he had to deal with the fact that the bitch had taken his picture. And all because she’d taken James Street and not Upland like he’d thought she would.
    They’d been headed there when his driver had spotted her coming out of the little shop with a loaf of bread under her arm, of all things. He wondered now what might have happened if they had waited on her. Gotten her on her own street, right in front of her house. It was a moot point now, but it was something that stuck in his craw.
    Then the bitch had pissed him off more because she’d not sounded like she was afraid. Of him or dying. When she’d offered to take him in if he turned himself over to her, he’d felt his temper, never the best anyway, snap. He had shot her first. And that was going to be his biggest downfall if he didn’t find the bitch. He was pretty sure that hitting her in the leg had left behind something that would come back to bite him in the ass.
    Otis was one of the big-time drug dealers in the city. He wasn’t as untouchable as a couple of others in the area, but he was quickly making a name for himself by taking over the smaller territories that they didn’t bother with and expanding his working area. And when he’d told the bigger dealers and suppliers that he was going to have Nikki where he wanted her, they’d joined him on the street that morning. Christ, that had been his first of many mistakes concerning the cop.
    When he’d been told her regular route—go to the store, buy dinner, then home—he’d been ready to take her as soon as she was on her own quiet street that had been devoid of everyone that had been home. She was as regular as his daily shit. When she finished with a case, she would do the same fucking thing. It would have been perfect but for the fact that she’d gone the wrong fucking way. Lucky, or maybe unluckily for him, they were headed there when she turned up in front of them.
    They were ill prepared for her, and had gone off the cuff and shot her with witnesses galore to see them do it. Not that it stopped them from doing what they’d gone there to do, kill the fucking bitch. There had been enough big names with him to have people turning their backs on what was going down, he knew that. No one, as far as he knew, had ever come forward with any information on who the men were, who had been holding the guns, or where the hell the woman was that had supposedly bled all over the street. He supposed it paid to have enough gun power that when you told people not to say a word or else, they knew you meant it. And now she was gone.
    He supposed if a vampire had come to get her, and snatched her away, then that would explain a great deal. No one, no matter how many times he’d wished it, just simply disappeared without a single trace. Not even when you buried them in concrete in new construction sites. Nor when you dropped them over the side of your boat when you were out for the day with the family. Everything found a way to pop up at the worse possible times.
    Speed; it would have taken a great deal of it to get her and get out without anyone seeing anything. The fact that the vamp, if there was one, had gotten her during the daylight hours and wasn’t ash said he was old. And age meant magic. Otis was dealing with a vampire that not only was involved, but a very powerful one as well. Fuck, this was all he needed. Another person after his ass.
    His wife, Savannah, and daughter, Dorothea, came into the living room when he was just ready to go to his office. He felt like a deer in the headlights when they saw him. Usually he never ventured far from his office; it was where he hid out when they were in the