Dwyer, Dixie Lynn- Task Force One: Dani's Got a Gun [The Men of Five-0 #4] (Siren Publishing LoveXtreme Forever) Read Free Page A

of sorts. He knew that many paths crossed during his thousand years of life and that this ability had helped to achieve success in his position and helped to ensure the sanctity of the were race. Tonight was no different. In fact, tonight seemed to have the undertone of power, importance, and trouble. Detective Lynch needed protection. He had followed her to her apartment, and the wolf had disappeared. It was as if the monster only wanted to know where she resided. It was cunning, intelligent, and had evaded capture for months now. The department needed help.
    He saw his nephews enter the room one at a time. They were extra large men, muscle-bound and exuding bad-ass attitudes that scared people and wolves shitless. This monster, out-of-control killer would be somewhat of a challenge for them. It was sneaky and intelligent, but they were the best he had. Their success in Ireland and in Mexico more recently proved their abilities. They were a hell of a team.

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    “Hello, uncle.” Van bowed his head then thrust his large hand forward to shake Zespian’s. Zespian smiled, and then pulled Van into a bear hug. It backfired on him as Van picked him up and squeezed back with half his strength, causing Zespian to lose his breath.
    “Son of a bitch, Van. You’re going to squeeze the life outta me.” Van chuckled then lowered his uncle.
    “Well, you challenged first,” Van replied then winked, his green eyes sparkling with mischief.
    Zespian shook his head as he fixed his shirt.
    “So what’s the deal?” Miele, Van’s brother, asked. He was the antsy one, always ready to do the next thing on the agenda. He had light brown hair and hazel eyes like his brother Baher.
    “Well, come gather around. This may take some time to go over.”
    “That bad, Zespian?” Bently, the most easygoing of the brothers asked.
    “Afraid so. I believe we’ve got another rogue wolf on our hands and loose in the city,” Zespian informed them. A series of annoyed growls and curses whispered through the room.
    “Who the hell is it?” Van asked.
    “Not certain. That’s why I called you guys in. It seems to be a bit different than the others.”
    “Different how so?” Baher asked this time. He was the most stubborn of the men. Their brother Randolph spoke the least and still remained silent as he stood by the doorway leaning against the doorframe. His facial expression alone was beyond intimidation. Zespian glanced at each of them. Sporting tattoos, all dressed in black and each over six feet tall, they indeed were the epitome of Alpha wolf.
    He began to tell them about the occurrences over the last month and about what he witnessed tonight and his theory about a hybrid.
    “Damn,” Bently replied to the information.
    “I guess we’ll cut in now and take this case over? Did you inform the brass?” Van asked.
    Zespian shook his head.
    “I don’t want to do that just yet. There’s a detective working the case and—” Before Zespian could finish his sentence, his cell phone rang. By the tune of the ring, he knew it was important. He answered it, gave a few one-word responses, then covered the receiver.
    “There’s a file there on the table. That’s the name of the detective on that sticky note, an address, and more info on the victims killed thus far. I need to take this call and it’s going to be a while. I call you later and explain.” Zespian told them.
    “We’ll take care of it.” Van reached for the file.
    Their uncle headed out of the room.

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    “So what do you think?” Bently asked Van as he looked over his shoulder at the file.
    “You and Miele can question the detective. It’s a guy by the name of Dani Lynch. Randolph, Baher, and I will try to get a scent or some indication of a lead off the crime scene. The cops should have wrapped up hours ago.” Van glanced at his watch. His brothers nodded, and Bently and Miele grabbed the address of the detective and headed out.

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