stopped him - he got the point. That kind of mistress.
The sales assistant mentioned that the robbers wanted to get into the safe. The manager wasn’t sure why; he gladly showed Wyatt the contents. It only housed some items that were ready for collection, and some pieces that belonged to customers were awaiting restoration work. Wyatt asked for a list of the items and the owners, and it was gladly given.
He shrugged when he looked through the names. It was a who’s who of Playa Lunar’s rich and elite. Perhaps the robbers thought that the items were worth more than those in the display cabinets.
The manager confirmed Wyatt’s suspicion about security alarms. All of the glass cabinets had them, and they should have gone off when they smashed. If they had, that would have triggered a call to the cops and shutters would have come down on the door and windows. Clearly they had malfunctioned.
He spoke with another tech and discovered the system was working fine; it just apparently went out of commission for ten minutes earlier that day. Shit. Magic . It had to be.
Wyatt prickled as he felt Lisa’s eyes on him again. This was harder than he thought it would be. He was sure that Lisa wasn’t in love with him, or even capable of falling in love with him. He knew it was just a bit of fun, and for Lisa, she was hoping that Wyatt would give her a glowing recommendation when she applied to become a lead technician. She was very ambitious.
He would give her a recommendation but only because she was good at her job. Not for the reason Lisa thought. His lion grumbled as Wyatt fidgeted at the thought. The idea of anyone having sex to further their career made him queasy. He should break it off with her. He really should, yet he found her… convenient. He didn’t want a relationship, but he enjoyed sex. Fuck that made him feel even worse. He was using Lisa just as she was using him, but somehow he felt like he was behaving worse than she was.
He tried to dispel those thoughts and quiet his beast as he made his way over to her.
“Do you have something?” he asked blandly.
“Wouldn’t you like to know?” she murmured playfully.
Yes, that’s why I asked! His lion wanted to snap and snarl at her, but he reeled it in. “Anything we can use?”
Lisa gave him a small smile. “One of the robbers sneezed, and I have a lovely big sample of mucus here.”
Wyatt almost burst into laughter. A robber sneezing had to be a first for him. Instead, he remained stoic and professional. “Can you run it for DNA?”
“Well, I am working on four other cases at the moment, I don’t know how quickly I can do this.”
She pouted prettily. If they had been alone in her apartment that might have worked, but he was at work and not in the mood. She looked a little miffed as his gaze turned icy.
He did relent a little. If the other cases were more urgent than his, he didn’t want to push in front just because he happened to be sleeping with the technician.
Wyatt nodded shortly. “Let me know when you get the results.”
Seeing that she was losing him, Lisa pretended to think. “No, hold on. My other cases are vandalism and burglary. Given that this is armed robbery, I guess I could push this through first, but what do I get in return?”
“Uh… what do you want?”
“What do you suggest to make it worth my while?” she cooed softly.
Wyatt had to stop himself from rolling his eyes as his lion huffed in irritation. He hated this flirty bullshit. “Dinner, tomorrow?”
Lisa pursed her lips. “I was thinking more along the lines of you taking me to that fancy dinner next Friday.”
Wyatt groaned inwardly. Every year, the Mayor of Playa Lunar held a reception honoring the unsung heroes of Playa Lunar. They gave out three awards every year, mostly to people who did charity and volunteer work, but sometimes to people that did things like running into burning buildings to save a baby. And given that Wyatt had done that about a month
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