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“What? Wait. Did they catch him?”
“Yes.”
“And?” Chase asked.
“And he’s Perry’s long-lost cousin, and the last news I got, he still wasn’t talking. Burnett’s taken him to the FRU headquarters.”
Chase reached around her and snagged his jeans. “Then let’s go make him talk.” He sighed. “Before I got ripped to shreds at the prison last night, I found out that Stone knows we’re on to him, and it sounds like he’s being protected. I need to find out what the Vampire Council knows.”
Chapter Twenty-four
“Is that why you didn’t trust the guy who dropped you off last night?” Della asked.
Chase frowned. “That was Kirk.”
“But you didn’t trust him. I saw it in how you treated him.”
Pain flashed in Chase’s eyes. The emotional kind of pain that she knew so much about lately. “He’s been like an uncle to me. He practically helped Eddie finish raising me.”
“He could still be hiding something,” she insisted.
“Like I said, I need to find out what they know about Stone.”
“You aren’t going anywhere now.” Della pulled his jeans out of his hands and paused when she heard footsteps on the front porch. One deep breath and she knew who it was. Holiday walked into the cabin.
“Look at me,” Chase snapped. “Do I not look fine?”
The fact that he didn’t know Holiday was there told her he wasn’t fine. “Get back in bed.”
Holiday walked into the bedroom. Something about her expression gave Della a feeling of alarm.
“I don’t care how fine you look…” Holiday paused. Her gaze widened, no doubt taking in his lack of clothes. “Do as Della says. Get in bed.”
Shorter than Della, and probably weighing less than a hundred pounds soaking wet, Holiday didn’t have an iron fist, but she should have. When the red-headed fae spoke, people listened.
Chase started backing up and dropped onto the bed. Then, as if realizing what Holiday said, he snatched up the sheet and threw it over him. His face brightened.
The fact that he hadn’t been self-conscious about being in his underwear with Della meant something. But it was just another thing she didn’t have time to contemplate right now.
“This is ridiculous,” he muttered.
“Ridiculous is you almost getting yourself killed. But I’ll let my husband take that up with you. I’m here to check on you and give Della this.”
She held up a large manila envelope.
“The DA’s file on my dad,” Della said, guessing, and hoping.
Holiday nodded. “It was dropped off thirty minutes ago. I made Burnett a copy. He’ll look at it when he gets back. I would have waited to give it to you, but she seemed pretty adamant you get it now.”
“She?” Della asked.
“Your aunt,” Holiday frowned. “Obviously, there’s something in here she wants you to see. And she’s not patient. She knocked over my bookcase when I didn’t immediately do as she said.”
Della took the envelope.
Holiday continued, “Normally, a spirit attaches themselves to only one person because of limited energy. Your aunt is probably the strongest ghost I’ve seen. Plus she’s angry and confused, which concerns me.”
Della inhaled. “She’s never hurt me.”
