eyes and looked into a world the rest of us couldn't see. He moved his hands in the air as he sorted through files, hacked into systems, and set up parameters on his own programming.
Someone's phone went off and Levi pulled his from his pocket. He turned and answered it.
"Kyle," I turned to him. "You, Levi and I are going to check out Cryws's apartment. Have you got anything in your arsenal that could be used to look at past events?"
He winced. "It's been over forty-eight hours. I'm not sure if we can still see anything."
"It's not going to hurt to try. Go get packed up so we can get out of here. I'll drive."
"Sam," Levi said as he put his hand on my shoulder. "I'm gonna have to step out of this one. Got a body I have to get to. I don't want Prescott assigning me a new partner, so I need to handle it." He reached into his pocket and handed me a card. On the back he'd scribbled an address in pencil. "That's Crwys's apartment. Just be careful. And keep your phone on you."
My phone. Oh crap. Where was my phone?
"Hey Sam?"
I looked at Kyle at the break room door. "What?"
"The Cairn? Did you forget there's an open Cairn out there with Boggarts coming through?"
Lady Darksome! I started to answer when the bell over the door dinged again. I thought it was Levi leaving the shop, but a familiar voice sent tension into my back.
"There you are, Detective. I thought I might find you here."
FIVE
Captain Mildred Prescott. Crwys and Levi's boss. I turned to see her stepping inside with a uniformed officer in tow. You know, if they kept coming in like this, my neighbors were going to start feeling a bit nervous around me. They were going to think I was either a narc or a troublemaker.
"Captain," Levi said as he bowed and then held up his phone. "I got a body."
"Good," she waved him on and he headed out the door. Prescott turned, and saw Grey, who just panted at her as she played on the floor with Kathy. Even though Prescott took Grey forcibly from me last month, my mom had no resentment toward her. In fact, she told me that the captain was just doing her job. I expected that from Mom, since she'd been a detective herself when I was young.
But apparently Prescott didn't know how the wolf felt and carefully, cautiously, stepped around Grey. Then with a smile at Robin offered her hand. "Mr. Tremere, nice to see you again."
"Nice to see you, Captain," Robin shook her hand then gave me a quizzical look.
I shook my head at him before I motioned for Kyle to go get ready and then moved to stand in front of the very odd looking Ivan. "Captain Prescott. To what do I owe the pleasure of your visit now?"
But she wasn't looking at me. She was taking a seriously hard look at Ivan. "Is he all right?"
"He's meditating."
"I see. Can he stop doing that?"
A text box like the one on a cell phone floated in the air to my right as Ivan sent me a message. I can go in the break room. Or your office?
I put my hand on the counter. "Ivan can go meditate in my office."
As if on cue, my tall Google boy slipped off the stool and walked in a sort of dreamlike state through the break room door and closed it.
"Is he on drugs?"
I shook my head at Prescott. "No. Just high on life. Robin? Can you take Kathy with you?"
"Sure," he said as he motioned me to him. I smiled at Prescott and moved between her and her officer to follow Robin to the front door. "Look, about the way we left things—"
Oh no. "Robin—this isn't a good time to have this conversation," I spoke in a low voice and nodded toward the cops. "Maybe later?"
"Sure. Kathy? Say goodbye to Grey."
Kathy made lots of protesting noises but she hugged Grey, then I knelt down to get my hug. "Save him, Sammie. He's so sad," she whispered in my ear. She kissed my cheek and followed Robin out the door.
I slowly got off my knees and watched them walk down the sidewalk. If she was dreaming about Crwys, and he was in some kind of trouble, then it was possible Kathy had a Dianic Gift coming to the surface. Clairvoyance maybe. Or a Seer? The only other Seer I knew