ride was silent except for the sound of the heater and the bumps beneath the tires. She parked where they had first met up earlier in the evening. They sat in her car in silence before he unlocked his door. With his hand on the handle he shook his head, “You know I could pull your personnel file and find out what you are. It wouldn’t be hard to do with my rank.”
“You could,” Keegan agreed. “But if the thought hadn’t crossed your mind until tonight then do you really need to know?”
“It’s just,” Matt curled his hands into fists before he was shifting on the seat to face her. “I know that Leeroy is a Djinn. Melinda is a werewolf and Gary, bless his geeky soul is a dragon. How that is even possible? I don’t know but I am not going to argue with him about what he is. I’ve seen him when he gets angry but you? No one knows a damn thing about you.”
Keegan turned away from him, staring out the window and at the stone building that was illuminated by gnarled gas lamps. “Just if you do look into my files, don’t tell everyone at the precinct. The SIU gets enough trouble and I don’t need to field anymore jackasses than normal. Okay?”
“I won’t look into your files,” Matt muttered out half-heartedly. “I trust you Keegan. You’re a cop just like the rest of us. If you weren’t they wouldn’t have brought you in to lead the SIU and you wouldn’t hold the rank you do. But you know that you can trust me too. I wouldn’t leave you out to the dogs just because you’re a little bit different than I am.”
“Thanks,” Keegan whispered. “Get some rest. Tomorrow should be eventful if not extremely busy.”
Matt snorted out a laugh. “Yeah you get some rest too, Keegan.”
Keegan was sipping on a cup of hot chocolate when Leeroy made his way to his desk. His gate was slower than usual and his eyes were fogged over with exhaustion from the previous night’s information crawl. She watched him as he dug through his bag and tossed manila folders haphazardly onto his desk not really caring where they landed. Finally one flew across the space separating their desks and slid across the papers Keegan had been studying.
“What’s up?” Keegan set her mug down and flipped through the file. It was full of his hand written notes along with a few photos that spilled out of the folder. “It looks like someone had an eventful night.”
“Mason Mills, the jackass extraordinaire was said to have a few run-ins with the Barr’s about a year ago and then things changed between them. Really, the relationship they had varied from witness to witness. I didn’t know who to listen to because some people said he wasn’t friendly with either of them and others said that he was their best friend. About a year ago at Hudson’s, that bar on North Decatour? Mason let things get a little physical between himself and Cody. Mason almost ended up with more than a broken arm and nose. It wasn’t anything a full moon wouldn’t fix so there weren’t any actual hospital reports or documentation of the event but it’s well known that Cody Barr came out on top when they squabbled. I figure if there’s anyone we need to be checking into, he’s probably going to be our guy. At least if town gossip has any root of truth to it. The thing is everything is so two faced. While some interpreted the event as hostile a few witnesses said things just got a little out of hand between friends.”
Keegan raised a brow at the frustration Leeroy was projecting across the room at her. “And what are the locals down in the supernatural district saying about him? You know, besides the fighting? What are the good things that have been said about him?”
“Most of it was he’s an asshole who needs to be taught a lesson but when I got a particular chatty Fairy I learned a little bit more about what makes this guy tick.” Leeroy moved to start making coffee. “She said early on he was all for blood purity and just seeing mixed couples like the Barrs pissed him off. Then within the last year or so, he straightened his act up. Even Diyo allowed him back into his club.”
“On one hand we have a supernatural Hitler in the making and on