Petrakis opened the back door to the cruiser and slipped inside.
Sin leaned close. “Don’t wig out on me tonight. Dispatch won’t be expecting us to answer calls.”
“So, what are we doing?”
“Trolling. Can’t explain now. I’m not even sure how much I should tell you. Let’s just go.”
Jake didn’t like not knowing what was going down. Liked even less that the other man had obviously spent some time with Sin. He hooked a hand behind her neck and pulled her close.
“Hey, no PDA—”
Jake gave her lips a quick, hard kiss, aimed a glare at the detective in the back seat, and slipped behind the wheel.
Sin stomped around the front of the car and took her seat, slamming the door closed.
With a satisfied grin stretching his lips, Jake pointed the squad car toward the exit of the parking lot. Tonight was going to be interesting, but tomorrow morning all bets were off. Sin needed a little reminding who her one true partner was.
“So, what’s the plan? We lookin’ for anything in particular?” Jake asked.
Sin shifted in her seat, considering how to answer without letting Jake know something was up. She’d already noted the possessive little stamp he’d plastered on her lips. His jealousy hadn’t surprised her.
Theo Petrakis was beyond attractive, even with his button-down shirt and tie. He kept his long, dark hair pulled back in a ponytail, which only accentuated the stark, haunting beauty of his face. She wished she’d asked where he stashed the wings…
Sin settled on the storyline Theo had suggested during the drive, already feeling uncomfortable with the subterfuge. If she did spot any more demons, Jake was bound to ask questions when they hunted them down. What would she tell him then? “The detective has some leads on possible accomplices. I may have seen them when I gave chase to my suspect. He thought we might just drive around until I spot someone familiar.”
“You never mentioned seeing anyone else,” Jake said, glancing her way.
“Well, I didn’t know there might be more of them,” she said, feeling lower than a snake for lying.
Theo cleared his throat. “We might try looking at undeveloped areas, too.”
Sin glance back. “Brackenridge Park?”
“Sure. After dark. I’ve heard some of them live there.”
“Transients?” Jake turned at an intersection, keeping to the right lane and driving a leisurely route through the downtown area.
Sin kept her eyes peeled, relieved when the conversation died. Except for the occasional dispatcher’s call, which they monitored in case something major went down, afternoon passed into evening without her seeing anything out of the ordinary.
She thought back to the conversation she and the detective had shared while he drove her into work. Excited that, at last, someone had validated her strange visions, she’d listened enthralled as he’d told her about the demons who’d been punching through dimensional holes.
He’d told her to call him Theo. “You realize that by sharing this with me, by meeting the team, your life will never be the same.”
Thinking about it now, she couldn’t believe she’d listened to what he and Athanasius had said, much less believed. However, so much of what they in turn had shared made sense. Her injury had opened her “sight.”
She explained about seeing Danny for months.
Theo shook his head. “Visitations from loved ones aren’t all that extraordinary, especially when the bond is strong.”
“Which explains why Jake’s seen him too,” she murmured.
“Your partner?” Theo’s gaze had cut her way, a quick check before turning to watch the road again. “You’re just back off leave. Did you know him before?”
“We were partners before Danny Colby and I rode together.”
“Why the switch? You two not get along?”
Sin had snorted. “We got along fine—just not when we worked together.”