#2 Dangerous Games by Lora Leigh

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    "Reno will take you out for this, Joe, and you know it."
    "Reno will accept it the same way you will-"
    "Exactly, because I'm going to kill you first." Clint clenched his fists as he fought to restrain the need to kill the bastard now. "Slowly. Reno can have what's left."
    Merino snorted mockingly. "Give it up, Clint. We approached you months ago about working this case because of your experience and your reputation on the BDSM scene.

    You turned it down, so your opinion doesn't carry any weight here."
    "I have a job, remember?" Clint pointed out sarcastically. "It does kind of require a steady amount of time."
    Merino grimaced. "You're on leave for six more weeks," he pointed out. "We could wrap this up within that time with your help. Your reputation as a powerful Dom, combined with the reputation Craig has gained from chasing after Morganna this year, could give us the ace we need-"
    "Forget it."
    "Everyone knows her; they know you. Craig is considered new on the scene. He's barely been in a year-"
    Clint swung his gaze to Morganna. "How long have you been involved in this?"
    She lifted her chin, her eyes glittering in challenge. "The club scene, for more than three years now. The agency, six months."
    Fuck. Fuck. "And I missed you at those clubs, how?" he demanded.
    "I don't know." She shrugged her shoulders, crossing her arms beneath her breasts and drawing his gaze to the hard-tipped mounds. "I guess you just weren't at the right club at the right time, Clint. Or maybe you just weren't paying enough attention to me." Her eyes rounded in mock innocence. "I guess it could have been either one."
    Either one? He turned from her slowly. He needed to kill; since he would never consider hurting so much as a hair on her head, that left Merino.
    "Forget the insurance," Clint said softly. "I won't leave enough of you to bury."

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Chapter 4
    THE SETUP WAS ENOUGH TO make Clint clench his teeth and fight back an explosion he knew would land him in prison. Killing a cop was bad, even if the cop did deserve to die. And no one deserved it like Merino did.
    Morganna had been working the case more than a year.
    Fresh out of a Law Enforcement Academy that Clint hadn't even known she attended; hell, he'd thought she was in secretarial school. After graduation, she had gone to Joe and requested to be part of his task force. She knew the scene, knew the people, and she had the training he needed for an agent.
    Clint was aware of the case. Two years ago, a new, specially synthesized date rape drug had come onto the market. A stimulant with the capabilities of rendering victims unable to remember anything but the haziest details while turning them into sex machines for hours at a time. It affected men and women; the powerful aphrodisiac also had the unfortunate side effect of killing the victim in many cases.
    The sale of the drug had been controlled by the suppliers, resulting in the inability to identify where it had come from or who was using it. The majority of the women dosed with it disappeared for days at a time and, if they lived, turned up brutalized.
    Many hadn't lived. But the videos made of their rapes had turned up to make millions on the black market. The sexual exploitation of those women was horrendous. Those who survived lived a waking nightmare of knowing the crimes committed against them were being sold, enjoyed. The resulting suicides hadn't been a surprise.

    Not that women had been the only victims. There had been a few men, though those occasions weren't as numerous.
    Clint managed to drag the details out of Merino once the other man understood that death was in his immediate future. Morganna's part in the case had been small. She had already been part of the club scene, evidently had been for years. She had been careful, though, staying home when Glint was in town or going to the less extreme clubs that