Wolf Untamed (SWAT - Special Wolf Alpha Team #11) - Paige Tyler Page 0,60

of her skirt.

Loving that he was a cop, and therefore able to immediately pick up the subtle aspects of the situation, Bree eagerly told him about what she’d uncovered, particularly that it seemed like the work of amateurs but made her think it was an inside job.

“I think so.” She could get used to brainstorming all her cases like this. Sitting so close to Diego they were touching was something she could definitely get used to. Even if it was a little distracting. “It turns out all four clients are represented by the same investment firm. No way can that be a coincidence, especially when you consider the firm might have access to information on their clients’ security systems—maybe even passwords.”

Diego seemed to consider that for all of a second before his eyes narrowed. “This investment firm isn’t the same one Dave works at, is it?”

She hadn’t necessarily planned on highlighting that particular fact, but she wouldn’t lie about it, either. “Wow, with instincts like that, you should be a cop. Or a werewolf.” She laughed. “But yeah, it is. And unfortunately, while I’d love to pin this all on my wonderful jackass of an ex, I can’t. He’s not the advisor to the LMG clients, and no matter how much I’ve tried, I can’t connect him to the situation. Hopefully, I won’t run into him when I’m over there sniffing around.”

His jaw tightened. “Promise you’ll be careful around him, all right? And if he makes trouble, I want you to let me know, okay?”

Bree smiled, once again surprised at the warm sensation that fluttered through her as Diego’s protective side came out. “I will. I promise.”

“And if there’s any way I can help with the investigation, let me know,” he added. “I’ve worked with a lot of the cops in robbery division. That might come in handy.”

Bree was about to give him the standard Thanks, I’ll keep that in mind comment, when she realized he might be able to help.

“Actually, there is something you could do for me,” she said. “The head of security in the building where Garrett, Wallace, and Banks have their offices used to be in the DPD. Any chance you could put in a good word with him for me and help me get through the front door?”

He nodded. “I can do that. How are you going to talk your way into Garrett, Wallace, and Banks once you’re inside?”

She grinned. “I’ll have you know I can be very persuasive when I want to be. And that I have a talent for poking my nose where it doesn’t belong. But enough about me. What have you been working on lately? Anything new on the guy in the diner or the ones in the bank? Have they figured out if this delirium thing is being caused by a drug?”

“Not really,” he said. “My teammates and I aren’t very involved in investigations. We get paid to kick in doors and take down bad guys, so we don’t get to talk to the forensic techs or interview witnesses. And with this case being as high profile as it is, the detectives running the show are keeping everything close to the vest. They probably wouldn’t tell us anything even if we asked.”

“I get that, I guess. But if it were me, and I wanted to know what was going on, I’d go sniffing around on my own and talk to the medical examiner, maybe even some witnesses.”

Diego’s mouth quirked. “Are you telling me Bree Harlow is a rule breaker who does whatever she wants whenever she feels like it?”

Bree laughed, leaning in a little closer. They might have been talking about work, but that didn’t mean they couldn’t get a little playful. Especially considering the direction their conversation had taken.

“I’m not sure I’d go as far as calling myself a rule breaker.” She ran one hand up along his shoulder until her fingers weaved into his short hair, toying and tugging there. “Maybe it would be better to say that sometimes I can be a bit naughty?”

Diego’s gaze locked with hers, going from warm to smoldering. “Naughty isn’t so bad.” Leaning forward, he traced his lips along the side of her neck, making the skin there tingle as he moved toward an earlobe that was practically begging for attention. “Actually, naughty can be good. Very, very good.”

Bree turned her face to his, forcing his lips to follow until they were exactly where she wanted them. She moaned softly as his