Starlight Web (Moonshadow Bay #1) - Yasmine Galenorn Page 0,36

wolf that had been in my backyard, the one who had seen me with my robe hanging open.

I could tell he was trying to repress a smile. “Um, yeah. I am. And—”

Before he could continue, there was a shift in the room and once again, I felt something barreling toward me. I jumped to the side and this time, the invisible sledgehammer missed me.

“What the hell? Psy Schooner, is that you?” I yelled.

I was also embarrassed. Killian had seen me naked—full frontal. I hadn’t shaved my pubes in several months, given the last time Ellison had touched me was a few weeks before he announced that he was leaving me, and without a bra, my girls were hanging low and heavy. Gravity worked wonders on big boobs. But right now wasn’t the time to dwell on my inadvertent peep show. A huge boom from the other side of the wall, coming from the room next door, made me jump.

“Let’s get out of this room,” Killian said, taking hold of my elbow and guiding me out the door. I didn’t protest. “You think that Psy is causing all this noise?”

“I have no idea, to be honest. There were several murderers locked up here, and I doubt if Psy’s the only one who died during his incarceration.” I frowned, glancing around the hall. “At least we know something is going on. But I want to keep exploring. Maybe that thing will stay in the room and not follow us into the hallway.” I leaned against the wall, resting my head, keeping a sideways eye on the door we had just shut behind us.

Killian scuffed one boot on the floor. “Listen, about this morning…I didn’t mean to intrude.”

I blushed, staring at the floor. “I’m so sorry I gave you an unexpected peep show. I really didn’t know that you were anything but…”

“A wolf?” he said, but his eyes were dancing again. “Seriously, don’t worry about it. You definitely didn’t scar my eyes, if that’s what you’re worried about. In fact, quite the opposite.”

There was an awkward silence, and neither one of us really seemed to know what to say. A loud thump from down the hall jolted us back to what we were doing.

I jumped and cleared my throat. “I guess we should…”

“What are you doing here, January?” Killian asked. “What can you find out at this point, without endangering yourself? I know you’re a witch, but unless your specialty includes speaking to the dead, I think you might want to just leave.”

Feeling stubborn but realizing that he was right, I sighed. “Maybe you’re right, but if there is something out here and I walk away, what kind of an investigator am I?” But even as I said it, I knew that I had nothing to go on. I needed to know more in order to figure out anything substantial.

“Do you know what room he was housed in?”

I shook my head. “No. I suppose that would help, wouldn’t it? I didn’t even think of that. I’m new to this gig, you know,” I added with a grin.

While I was still keeping an eye out for the ghosts, Killian’s voice was soothing and I felt safer than I expected to, even though in the back of my mind, I was still mulling over the fact that he had seen me as good as nekkid.

“Learning on the job isn’t the worst way to begin,” he said, glancing around. “How much longer do you have?”

“What do you mean?”

“You said you had an appointment this afternoon.”

“Oh!” I had almost forgotten about my appointment with Charles Crichton. I glanced at my phone. It was 1:45. “I have another forty-five minutes before I have to get going. Why don’t we just check out the rest of this hall without going into any rooms? That seems safer and I’ll do some more digging and find out which room Psy Schooner was housed in.”

Killian agreed and, hoisting the baseball bat over his shoulder, he led the way. I let him, realizing that as a wolf shifter, he’d have a natural inclination to lead. Wolf shifters were pack-oriented, and they were also protective—both the men and women. As we headed down the hall, we carefully avoided opening any doors. We came to a turn and followed the hall, and then another. Loud noises, banging sounds, came from the floor above. I decided to scratch a visit upstairs until I had more backup.

“Let’s leave it at the bottom floor today,” I said, lowering