Violca's Dragon Read Free

their powers yet?”
    “Not that I can tell. No scent of magic or anything. Her scent is almost undetectable. If her mother cast a spell to make the girls undetectable she did a great job. You can’t even smell any residual from the spell.
    Chase sits back and thinks about that. Magic left a scent. If she isn’t using it there is a possibility they are chasing after the wrong girls. The sound of his dragon snorting in his head almost makes him smile. His dragon knew she was the one the moment he saw her name.
    Scott takes a left turn down a long driveway. The property is big, built back from the road to give them some privacy. The house is a light green with dark green trim and a white door. “So what’s the plan?” Scott asks as he watches Chase get his suitcase from the truck.
    “Keep an eye on them, try to get close and keep an eye out for whoever Dmitri sends.”
     

Chapter 3
    Violca smiles politely as the lawyers come back from lunch. Her lunch is later in the day since she lets most the secretaries go before her. Usually one of the secretaries who’s been at the company long enough to know the ropes takes over her position for an hour or so. When Linda shows up Violca smiles happily. “Hey, how was lunch?”
    Linda has been with the company for about four years with one of the senior partners. She’s older than Violca and sometimes treats her like a younger sister. “Too short as always.” Linda walks behind the desk, pushing her toward the door. “Your handsome friend is outside waiting for you. Can you tell me why exactly you haven’t slept with him yet?”
    Violca rolls her eyes and laughs as she grabs her purse. “Because he’s like my brother and that’s just gross.”
    Linda laughs too. “Okay but if you don’t want him, why don’t you see how he feels about sleeping with a woman a few years older than him?”
    Shaking her head, she walks out the front sliding glass door. Stepping outside she instantly sees her friend Brandon. He’s leaning against one of the pillars wearing his policeman uniform, his sandy blond hair blowing in the breeze. Brandon and AnnaBelle are her two best friends. She met them both shortly after her family moved to their new home in the East Bay. The three of them were inseparable as kids, and both helped her when her parents died. Once a week Brandon meets with her for lunch at a small diner nearby. AnnaBelle’s schedule makes it harder to get together, but they still see each other as often as possible.
    Brandon smiles when he sees her. His blue eyes sparkle with laughter. “It’s about time,” he says before bending down to kiss her cheek. His hand on her back leads her to his squad car.
    “I still can’t believe you pick me up in a police car. You know these people are wondering why a girl who just left a law firm is getting into a police cruiser”
    Chuckling, Brandon opens the passenger door for her before going over to the driver side. “I let you sit in the front so if they are paying attention they will notice you are not in the back, and I have never put handcuffs on you.”
    Shaking her head she laughs, imagining Linda’s reaction if Brandon were to pull out handcuffs.
    Brandon has been busily working on moving up from being a beat cop to a detective. He reads people better than most and his instincts are almost always spot on. He tries to make it to the house for dinner on the weekends to visit with her sisters, but he has missed the last few because of a case.
    Waving at Rebekah as they walk in, they head to the booth toward the back. Rebekah comes to the table with two glasses of sweet tea. In her early sixties, Rebekah has soft laugh lines around her mouth and her dark hair is peppered grey. She is a fixture at the diner. “You two are here a little later than usual.”
    Brandon smiles, winking up at Rebekah. “Sorry, but that one over there kept me waiting. I almost left her at the office.”
    Rebekah grins. “Please, we both know you will