Seductive Reasoning (TASK FORCE HAWAII Book 1) by Melissa Schroeder
Authors: Melissa Schroeder
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wasn’t going to leave until he answered him. “No, I don’t want to share. I don’t want to talk about it, because there is nothing to talk about.”
Adam just shook his head as he walked away with a smile on his face. Maybe if Del said it out loud enough times, he could force himself to stop thinking about her all the time.
Fat chance, Delano.
----
T he wail of a woman crying pierced his thoughts. Dammit, he was trying to concentrate and she would not shut up. They never did. He could hear it seeping from the room he had built. He didn’t feel any kind of remorse. Why should he? Women deserved nothing more than what he offered—an escape. They would no longer be tied to the convention of this world. They would be free of their baser needs.
The sobs grew louder. Bloody hell, this one was louder than usual. She just would not shut up. It was time for another injection, so he could work on his art again. They were always so much better after he gave them something to calm their nerves. He went to the cabinet and pulled out the syringe. It was so much easier to keep the women quiet when he worked on them.
Working in silence was a must.
CHAPTER FIVE
I n the seventy -two hours following the discovery of Grace Singh’s body, Del had been put through the wringer. The press had hounded him, and all of the elected officials felt the need to tell him how important this was. It wasn’t like he was smart enough to understand anything.
Del tossed a few aspirin back and took a swig of his cold, stale coffee. The bitter taste was so strong it almost made his eyes water.
“Living the life, Delano,” he said, to nobody in particular.
His head had been pounding for two days. He’d only gone home to take a shower and get a change of clothes. He needed sleep…a lot of sleep. Unfortunately, Jin had found out where he lived and had hounded him there until he threatened her and her station with a lawsuit. At least there he could claim it was private property. But, she was always waiting for him when he showed up at the office.
On top of all of that, he hadn’t heard from Emma. He had made sure not to bother her, because he knew what she was like when she got in the zone . He really did worry about his safety when he interrupted her. Still, he wanted to know what she was working out, and he wanted to make sure she wasn’t zoning in too much. She had a tendency to forget about everything else while she worked.
“Hey, Boss,” Adam said when he stuck his head in his office.
The last few days had been tough on all of them—especially Adam. He’d been in law enforcement in Hawaii longer than any of them, and locals often went to him with their problems. HPD had been relentless, and Adam had done his best to shield Del. He had a better temperament than Del. The constant second-guessing from HPD was starting to get on Del’s nerves. It wasn’t that it was a slight at him. It was, but he was more pissed off that they were attacking his team. His team had not been in charge of the search and rescue. But for some reason now, they were supposed to solve a case with almost no evidence or leads in less than four days.
“Yeah?” he asked, as he took another swig of coffee, quickly remembering it was stale. Fuck, that was nasty.
“Have you talked to Emma?”
Del shook his head and moved the coffee cup farther away. “Not yet.”
Adam sighed and walked into his office uninvited. It had been like that since Del had hired him. While it had annoyed him at first, Del had realized it was just part of the way Adam operated. He didn’t bug Del unless there was something important to discuss. Now Del knew to pay attention.
“Do you think she’s still working on this?”
He grunted as he started going through his emails. Fuck, Satan had to be behind the idea of email. He’d just checked it half an hour ago, and there were one hundred new ones. If one more politician emailed him, Del was going to hunt down the bastard and punch
Adam just shook his head as he walked away with a smile on his face. Maybe if Del said it out loud enough times, he could force himself to stop thinking about her all the time.
Fat chance, Delano.
----
T he wail of a woman crying pierced his thoughts. Dammit, he was trying to concentrate and she would not shut up. They never did. He could hear it seeping from the room he had built. He didn’t feel any kind of remorse. Why should he? Women deserved nothing more than what he offered—an escape. They would no longer be tied to the convention of this world. They would be free of their baser needs.
The sobs grew louder. Bloody hell, this one was louder than usual. She just would not shut up. It was time for another injection, so he could work on his art again. They were always so much better after he gave them something to calm their nerves. He went to the cabinet and pulled out the syringe. It was so much easier to keep the women quiet when he worked on them.
Working in silence was a must.
CHAPTER FIVE
I n the seventy -two hours following the discovery of Grace Singh’s body, Del had been put through the wringer. The press had hounded him, and all of the elected officials felt the need to tell him how important this was. It wasn’t like he was smart enough to understand anything.
Del tossed a few aspirin back and took a swig of his cold, stale coffee. The bitter taste was so strong it almost made his eyes water.
“Living the life, Delano,” he said, to nobody in particular.
His head had been pounding for two days. He’d only gone home to take a shower and get a change of clothes. He needed sleep…a lot of sleep. Unfortunately, Jin had found out where he lived and had hounded him there until he threatened her and her station with a lawsuit. At least there he could claim it was private property. But, she was always waiting for him when he showed up at the office.
On top of all of that, he hadn’t heard from Emma. He had made sure not to bother her, because he knew what she was like when she got in the zone . He really did worry about his safety when he interrupted her. Still, he wanted to know what she was working out, and he wanted to make sure she wasn’t zoning in too much. She had a tendency to forget about everything else while she worked.
“Hey, Boss,” Adam said when he stuck his head in his office.
The last few days had been tough on all of them—especially Adam. He’d been in law enforcement in Hawaii longer than any of them, and locals often went to him with their problems. HPD had been relentless, and Adam had done his best to shield Del. He had a better temperament than Del. The constant second-guessing from HPD was starting to get on Del’s nerves. It wasn’t that it was a slight at him. It was, but he was more pissed off that they were attacking his team. His team had not been in charge of the search and rescue. But for some reason now, they were supposed to solve a case with almost no evidence or leads in less than four days.
“Yeah?” he asked, as he took another swig of coffee, quickly remembering it was stale. Fuck, that was nasty.
“Have you talked to Emma?”
Del shook his head and moved the coffee cup farther away. “Not yet.”
Adam sighed and walked into his office uninvited. It had been like that since Del had hired him. While it had annoyed him at first, Del had realized it was just part of the way Adam operated. He didn’t bug Del unless there was something important to discuss. Now Del knew to pay attention.
“Do you think she’s still working on this?”
He grunted as he started going through his emails. Fuck, Satan had to be behind the idea of email. He’d just checked it half an hour ago, and there were one hundred new ones. If one more politician emailed him, Del was going to hunt down the bastard and punch
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