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entire time I’ve been here,” Edward said.
    â€œFuck you, Forrester.”
    â€œNo, thanks.”
    â€œThat is not what I meant, damn it, and you know that.”
    â€œI don’t know anything about you, Logan, except you are an incredible pain in the ass,” Edward said.
    â€œIf you can’t work civilly with Marshal Forrester, then you may need off this case,” Pearson said.
    â€œI’ve been on this case from the beginning.”
    â€œWe want the Americans to help us find and contain our vampires.”
    â€œWe don’t need some cowboy cop from the States to help us do our jobs,” Logan said.
    â€œI’ll take all the help we can get. These vampires are killing innocent people, Logan, and all you can do is pick at Ted,” Sheridan said.
    â€œSo it’s Ted now, is it?”
    I suddenly had a clue: Logan liked Sheridan, God help us and her. She had reacted to Edward in such a way that Logan thought Sheridan liked Ted. We never really leave junior high and that he-likes-the-girl-who-likes-someone-else game, or reverse the sexes and get the same story. I wasn’t a hundred percent sure I was right, but it was worth a try.
    â€œHow long have you been in Ireland?” I asked.
    â€œA week.”
    â€œDonna and the kids must be missing you.”
    â€œI’m missing them, too.”
    â€œShe must be frantic having you gone in the middle of all the wedding planning.”
    â€œOur wedding is just about finalized. It’s your wedding that’s taking forever to plan.”
    â€œThe wedding has gotten huge,” I said, and felt that familiar tightening of my stomach whenever I let myself think too hard about the size of the guest list.
    â€œLooks like you’ll be my best man before I get to be yours, at this rate.”
    â€œWait. Did you say that Blake is going to be your best man?”
    â€œYep,” Edward said, trying to get back into Ted-space, and failing worse than I’d ever seen him before. He was usually the master of disguise, but something about Logan just threw the hell out of his usual suave self.
    â€œAnd your fiancée isn’t bothered by Blake being in your wedding?”
    â€œDonna encouraged it.”
    â€œWell, you know what they say: all the good ones are taken,” Sheridan said, which meant she hadn’t been subtle about being attracted to Edward. He was five-eight, blond, blue-eyed, naturally slender but in great shape, and if you went by the reaction from other women, very attractive. I didn’t see it, but then he’d threatened to torture or kill me, which put a real damper on me seeing him as cute. Now we were so close as friends that it was almost an incest taboo.
    I tried to swipe for more pictures on the computer, but we were done. “This can’t be all the pictures, Ted.”
    â€œIt’s not, but it’s the ones they’ll let me share with you.”
    â€œGentlemen and lady, are you really that prejudiced against my psychic gift?”
    â€œIt’s nothing personal, Blake,” Pearson said.
    â€œThe hell it’s not.”
    â€œThe hell it is,” he said, and then he seemed to think about what he’d just said. “I’m having one of those flashbacks to that American cartoon where it’s always duck season and never rabbit season.”
    â€œYou’re hunting vampires; my necromancy could help you do that.”
    â€œThe dead do not walk in Ireland, except as ghosts, Marshal Blake.”
    â€œBullshit, and you know it. You have a vampire problem.”
    â€œWe concede that,” he said.
    â€œThen let Anita come in and help me help you,” Edward said.
    â€œSorry, Forrester, and no insult meant to Blake here, but necromancy doesn’t work here.”
    â€œIs it outlawed?” I asked.
    â€œNo, not exactly.”
    â€œIreland is supposed to be one of the most magically tolerant countries in the world. I’m