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and I can’t just walk in there without probable cause.”
    I tilted my head, “What if I break the club, will that give
you probable cause?”
    She shook her head and quirked a smile, “Break the club?”
    I winked and said as innocently as possible, “You know, the
door, walls, other things.”
    Aiya narrowed her eyes, “I’ll pretend I didn’t hear that,
we’ll have to stake it out until they bring the girls out after closing.”
    I shrugged, “Just trying to help.  There will be five armed
guys, including the boss, and all those handy female shields to hide behind,
you might want to bring backup.  Or, what if you got a judge to approve a raid,
say you got a tip that there were underage girls on premises.”
    Aiya frowned, “That might work, if I got a tip like that.”
    “Detective, there are underage girls at the gentlemen’s
club… will that do?”
    Aiya laughed, stood up, and then kissed me on the cheek,
“I’ll try, if not we’ll take backup.  Anything else?”
    I blurted before she could walk out, “I’m moving to the
suburbs.”
    She was quiet for a minute, “With Sierra?  Congrats.”
    “Thanks, I’ll still be in the city a lot, but I may have to
start breaking into your apartment instead.”
    She shook her head, “Only if you cook me breakfast, it’s the
rule, but won’t she mind?”
    “I’m not sure, I think I’m just trying to keep what I can…
you know?  Everything’s changing, I might lose Mike and Jenna, and they’re like
family, I don’t want to…”
    She smiled at me fondly and touched my arm, but shook her
head as she said gently, “You won’t lose me, but it will be different.  I need
to get going, it’s almost eight thirty.”
    I nodded, she needed to get to work…
     
    There were a few walk ins over the next three hours, though
nothing close to Allison’s dilemma, just two runaways, and one young man that
was stuck in jail but had been too afraid to call home.  I took down their
info, picked up their checks, and then waited a bit before emailing the
information of where their loved ones had gotten off to.  Even people that
believed in psychics were too freaked out if I just told them right then and
there, making them wait a half hour seemed a good compromise. 
    I also got a text from Diana, she wanted to meet up for
lunch and discuss some business.

Chapter 4
    Thursday, June 2 nd , 2016, 11:29 AM
    We’d picked Italian this time, and when I walked into
Maggiano’s I could already feel her particular aura toward the back and just
headed that way.  Based on her dress, I decided she must not have had any business
meetings today.  Her light blonde hair was up in a tight bun, she had painted
black jeans on with leather boots up to the top of her calves which concealed a
short blade, and a very tight red clingy shirt with a black leather vest over
it. 
    It left nothing up to the imagination, and she looked really
good.  Amazingly good, and her gray eyes were twinkling.  I still felt a slight
twinge at the sight of her, and probably always would, but I was also very much
at peace with the fact we wouldn’t be getting together.
    I didn’t regret or have any second thoughts about Sierra,
not for a moment.  My only doubts stemmed from fear of change and losing the
other things in my life.  That didn’t mean I liked or condoned the fact the
council basically owned Diana though.
    Her form of dress also told me she expected to be hunting
shortly, vampires were fast, and tight clothing and bound hair meant less
places to grip for an enemy.  Hollywood took outrageous advantage of that fact
and made it all about the sexy woman in a tight conforming clothes kicking butt,
but in the real world it was just another edge when someone was fighting with
their life on the line.  I had to admit though, it looked good as well.  I
hadn’t seen her in over a week either.
    “Diana,” I said in a low tone as I sat, “You look dangerous
today.”
    Diana smiled, “You