His dark eyes bored into her. "Do you see what I'm saying. Lycaon did everything he could to protect his family. He even defied the Fates when they told him to kill all of the hybrids he'd made. To kill his own sons..."
Her jaw went slack as she finally caught his meaning. "One of the police has married an Apollite?"
"And what if that Apollite were to turn Daimon?"
Susan couldn't breathe as those words went through her like glass. It made complete sense.
An official who would have the ear of the media to help hunt them down. An official who could tamper with evidence and reassign investigators.
"It's either the police chief or the commissioner, isn't it?"
"That would be my bet."
She covered her mouth as her mind whirled. If they were wrong and she went after an innocent man, she'd never live this down. But if they were right...
"We need evidence. Hard, inarguable evidence."
Ravyn nodded. "And we need to cut off their human allies quickly."
Susan couldn't agree more.
"Yeah. It's going to be dangerous, but for now we have to get our hands on Jimmy's journal."
"What journal?"
She looked away as pain gripped her features. Clearing her throat, she met his gaze levelly, but he still saw the hurt she was trying so hard to hide. "My friend Jimmy, the investigator at the clinic, always kept a journal of his thoughts and what he did."
"Like a blog?"
"No, he was too private for that. This would probably be in his house somewhere. Either as a handwritten book or on his laptop. We need to search their house and find it."
Ravyn was skeptical. "Wouldn't the cops know about it?"
"I don't think so. Like I said, Jimmy was really private, especially around the guys he worked with. I don't think he'd have told them he kept a diary of all things."
She had a point. The gods knew he'd never admit to such a thing either. "But if they went to the trouble of killing him, wouldn't they have searched his place?"
"I'm willing to bet no. They think he's silenced and we're on the run. Searching his house might make someone suspicious."
Again, she had a good argument. But one thing, if the cops hadn't searched the house yet, they most likely would soon and whatever evidence or clues Jimmy might have left behind would be lost. So it was either get to it tonight or possibly lose it forever. "Okay, let's go. What time is it?"
She looked down at her watch. "Twelve thirty."
"Where does he live?"
"On Twenty-ninth Avenue West."
Good. Ravyn stretched before he sat up. "That gives us plenty of time to get there, search the place, and get back before dawn."
He noticed her hesitation as she sat on the mattress. "There's only one little problem with that. "
He sighed as he caught her meaning. "I know. They don't want to let me back in here once I leave. But that's okay. I have a secret weapon."
She arched a brow. "And that is?"
"You," he said, smiling. "It was impressive how you got past my father earlier. You really should be a lawyer."
She blushed at his compliment before she set the book aside.