Supernatural Branch of Law Enforcement empath Ella Walsh sucks memories from people’s heads. The job fills her mind with others’ nightmares and leaves her with little time for love, but if she doesn’t pair off with a mate of the government’s choosing soon, the psychic blowback will destroy her powers and her sanity.
The last time shapeshifting SBLE superstar Vadim Morosov worked with an empath, he got her killed and himself assigned to a desk. He worries about taking on another partner, but helping Ella track down an empath killer might be his only chance to save his career.
Naturally, the government decides to throw them together.
They resist at first, but they can’t deny the simmering heat between them. As the killer’s strikes grow closer to home, their bond gets tighter. And when the murderer finally traps Ella, her developing link with Vadim might be the only thing that can save her.
Vadim nodded. “I’d like to talk to Ms. Walsh about her impressions of the killer if I may.”
She was already getting up and grabbing her backpack. “Ms. Walsh has a lunch date and then she’s off home. She will see if she has time for you tomorrow.”
He met her gaze and tried to look approachable and contrite. “I’d really appreciate it if you could give me ten minutes before you go.”
She sat down again. He waited until everyone else filed out of the conference room and then got up to close the door.
When he returned to his seat she was quick to lock gazes with him.
“Why the privacy?”
“Why are you so defensive, Ms. Walsh?”
“Because you, Mr. Morosov, are behaving like an idiot.”
“And did you mean it?”
“No, of course I didn’t. You don’t need to be an empath to work that out, but that doesn’t mean I don’t intend to try and get along with you.”
She sat back and folded her arms under her breasts, making her pink flowery shirt gape open to reveal a green camisole. “So you said. I’m still not buying it.”
“Look, I admit that I overstepped the mark, but…”
“Overstepped it? You sunk yourself up to the neck in it. You don’t waltz into someone’s office and start casting doubts over everyone’s competence!”
Vadim let out a long slow breath. She had a point, but he wasn’t willing to concede even that to her. “Tell me how it felt when you went into the victim’s head.”
She stared at him for a long moment, her brown eyes haunted. “Okay, there was nothing left. No stray fragments, no memories, no nothing. It was as if something had come in with a laser and stripped everything away.”
Text Copyright © 2012 by Kate Pearce
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Award winning author, Kate Pearce was born into a large family of girls in England, and spent much of her childhood living very happily in a dream world. Despite being told that she really needed to ‘get with the program’, she graduated from the University College of Wales with an honors degree in history.
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