Pact
by Amy L. Hull
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For vorpalblades, who requested Toronto's finest, LaCroix, the aftermath of LK. As far as anyone on the force knows, Detective Vetter is dead, and Detective Knight and Dr. Lambert are missing. Of course an investigation is going to happen. The first step: search their homes.
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"Janette. I wasn't sure if you would come."
"I am not here for you, LaCroix."
"Ah, of course. Always for your 'Nicolas.'" Instantly at her ear, he whispered, "But are you here as lover...or as child?"
She straightened so they were nose to nose. "As family."
"So you've done as I asked?"
"They are safely hidden. You have finished also?"
LaCroix huffed then took flight.
Janette hovered, eavesdropping.
"Police! Open up!"
"Over here!"
"Blood...
"Hair...could be..."
"Note...suicide..."
They'd salted the earth.
Toronto's lights faded. Soon inky blue would be touched with pink.
She flew faster. She had blood to deliver.
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~end~
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