Bite Me by Elaine Markowicz Page A

him and I knew what it was.
         "Can't stop thinking about the case?"
         "It's got me and my department stumped. We found a lock of hair at the last scene that the girl pulled out but the lab came back with no DNA. How's that possible?"
         "It could be something supernatural." I suggested.
         He arched his thick brows. "Such as?"
         "Maybe it is a vampire. It would explain why there's no DNA at any of the scenes. They have none."
         "Baby, you know I don't believe in that stuff. There's got to be a logical explanation."
         "You could consider it." I stated.
         He scoffed. "I can see me telling the guys down at the station my girl thinks it's a vampire killing these women."
          "You don't have to tell the guys anything. Just go at the case with an opened mind."
          "I'll see. Now," he reached over and took my hand. He furrowed his brow. "Your hand is cold."
          "I just feel a little chilly." I lied. I felt fine. The cold didn't bother me; so these cold hands were another symptom of my infection.
          He subtly smiled, "Why don't I take you home and warm you up?"
          "That sounds nice. But first, dessert."
          "Baby, I thought I was your dessert?" he feigned indignity.
          "Get over yourself." I wryly returned.
          Aiden good-naturedly laughed and gestured for the waiter.

CHAPTER EIGHTEEN
     
         I never was a morning person but now I'd been sleeping till three or four o'clock. I'd only just sat up in bed, there was a knock on the door. Tossing the covers aside, I trudged over and answered it. I was surprised to find Jack on the other side.
         "Jack?"
         "I'm sorry to bother you, but have you heard from or seen Donnie?"
         I frowned but gestured for him to step inside so I could close the door. He stepped in and I closed it. "I haven't heard from him in a few days. I just thought he was busy with Wes…the club."
         "He hasn't been answering his phone or come to work. I'm getting worried about him."
         "Have you gone by his place?"
         Jack nodded. Tears seemed to be brimming in his eyes. "You know, he broke it off with me."
         "I'm sorry. What about his flat? Have you been there?"
         He bobbed his head.
         I went into the living room and snatched the phone off of the lamp table. I pressed the speed dial button and pressed the phone to my ear. "It's going straight to voicemail." I was getting a sinking feeling about my friend. Getting involved with Weston was a big mistake. "Look, I might have an idea where he's at. Let me get back to you."
         He took my hands, "Thank you."
         "Don't worry. I'm sure he's just having fun with friends." I lied.
         I opened the door for him and he departed.
         This was not good. Donnie had gotten himself addicted to the vampire's darker side. I needed to get him out of that club.
     
    *****
     
         The bouncers and bartender were getting to know me. When I went to the bar, I was automatically given Scotch. I took it to my usual table. Setting it down, I removed my coat and shoulder bag, placing them on the back of the chair. I watched the crowd below, looking for any sign of Donnie or Weston.
         I sensed Draco behind me. How quickly he discovered my presence.
         "You really can't stay away, can you?"
         "Don't flatter yourself. I'm looking for my friend Donnie."
         "The last I saw him, he was with Weston."
         "When was that?"
         He knit his dark brows reflectively. "About two days ago. They were dancing."
         "Where's Weston now?" I demanded.
         He looked around him, "Around here somewhere."
         "Find him and bring him to me."
         A subtle smile touched his lips. "Oh yes, I made the right choice." He softly laughed and walked away.
         I sipped my drink, watching the dancers. I wondered if Donnie was down in