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he dragged her across her desk
until her hips rested on the edge.
    Her body jerked as his warm breath bathed her pussy. "Oh
my."
    "'Oh my' is right, sweetheart," Adam whispered right
before he buried his face in her pussy.
    Celeste almost came undone at the feel of his tongue plunging into
her dripping sheath. Soon, his rough fingers replaced his tongue, working
furiously as his mouth fastened on her clit. He nipped it and flicked it hard
with the tip of his tongue.
    "Harder, Adam. Please." Celeste begged shamelessly.
    Tearing himself away from her sweet pussy, Adam surged to his
feet. Tearing open his jeans and yanking out his cock, he thrust into her hard
once and then again. The third time, he felt her pussy milk his cock
mercilessly. Finally, they exploded together.
    Recovering, he lay draped over her as their breathing evened out.
Groaning slightly, he slid from her and helped her stand up.
    "Don't ever leave me again, Celeste. I won't be quite as nice
next time," Adam ordered.
    Laughing, she got dressed. "You're the only one who can
leave, Adam? No woman should have the nerve to leave you. We're in trouble if
you think I'll be listening to you now."
    "Celeste," Adam warned as he zipped his jeans up.
    "Don't take that tone, Adam. I've been around far longer than
you."
    Adam's phone rang before he could answer her.
"Montgomery." He listened. "Ok, thanks, Jakar." He hung up
and looked smugly at Celeste. "You don't need my help, huh?"
    Celeste didn't answer him. She grabbed her Glock, slipped on a
jacket and headed out the door.
    "Where are you going?" Adam stalked after her.
    "Another body's been found. We need to get there. The trail
might lead us to Tomas."
    "How did you know about the body? Did you get a call before I
got here?"
    Celeste didn't answer. She knew he didn't really believe Tomas had
contacted her last night. She went to her car and got in. Looking at him, she
quirked an eyebrow. "Are you coming?"
    Adam noticed the bright red brand her lowcut shirt revealed. He
reached out to touch it. She moved away from him. "Does it hurt?"
    "Yes." She turned the key.
    He ran around to slide into the car next to her. "Is Al going
to meet us?"
    "No."
    He wondered about her short answers. "Isn't that the lead he
was going to check out?"
    "He was lying. He was leaving us alone. He probably went down
to the coffee shop to flirt with the waiter."

CHAPTER SIX
    Adam was still mulling over the '"waiter" comment when
Celeste pulled into an empty lot crawling with cops. They barely even
acknowledged her as she strolled up to the body. Adam felt his stomach turn as
they looked down at the woman.
    Her body had been beaten and sliced. Thin cuts ran up and down her
legs. There were bite marks on her breasts, but the fatal cut through the
woman's throat was what shocked Adam the most. They were similar to the wounds
Celeste had suffered. Had she really been connected to the killer?
    "Who is he?" Adam asked.
    Celeste stared down at the body. She felt sorrow for a young life
snuffed out too soon. "Tomas is one of the fallen. We are connected, but
I'm only now beginning to pick up any sort of clues from him. Last night was
the strongest one I had gotten so far." She headed back to her car.
    The police officers ignored them. They were familiar with Celeste
being around. They knew her as one of the good guys. Adam Montgomery was a wild
card. The police knew he had his hand in most of the crime in Detroit, but they
had never found enough evidence to convict. They also knew that it didn't pay
to annoy someone as powerful as Montgomery.
    "Where are we going?"
    Celeste held in a small moan. The brand on her chest was burning.
The pain radiated out through her nerves.
    Why do you search for me, sister?
    A voice entered her mind harshly. She blinked and stared out
through the windshield. Tomas stood on the other side of the lot. At least his
image did. He was somewhere far from her reach.
    A laugh echoed. Of course, I'm not around here. I'm not