“What did you expect? You kicked her door in.”
Jake snickered.
“What are sheep?”
I shot him a mental image of Lily’s sheep with their unique red painted brand.“Well? What are you waiting for? Go find them and return them, unharmed, to Lily.”
“Yes, my lady.”Trayon zoomed off.
“Are Lily’s sheep really missing?”
“Nope.”
Jake laughed. “You’re an evil, evil woman.”
“Hey, it’ll keep him busy. Call me curious, but how old is Trayon?”
“He’s three hundred years old,” Jake replied.
“Seriously? He acts like he’s twelve.”
“He’s Sariel’s youngest son.”
“Ah. That explains a lot.”
“What’s up with the sweat lodge ceremony?” Jake asked.
“It helps me focus.”
Jake frowned. “You can’t actually find Dragos women that way.”
“Think of it as a stepping-stone. We first run a criminal history search on any Dragos women who have been arrested. We find the ones who have been very bad girls and then I hunt each one mentally.”
Jake chuckled. “You’re going to give the Askole warriors the worst of the worst.”
“Think of it logically. Who could handle an Askole warrior?”
“A stone-cold bitch,” Jake answered.
“Exactly. You and your family know how it feels to be hunted. Do you really want to track down any woman with psychic abilities?”
The amusement in Jake’s eyes died. “No, I don’t.”
“This way, I’m technically doing what Zarek wants and leaving the innocent women alone.”
“Zarek will know what you’re doing.”
“Maybe, but I’m a cop and a shaman. If Zarek wants my loyalty, he will leave my people alone and let me do this my way.”
“Our way.” Jake leaned down and kissed me. “I’m still a cop at heart.”
“Protect and serve. Those are words to live by.”
“They are. Let’s tap into Central Command’s database and find ourselves some bad girls,” Jake said and waved his bracelet at a door. The doors slid back to reveal a room filled with the best of Coletti technology.
“Wow. Nice, and even better, I know how to use all of this.”
Jake patted a chair. “Sit and let’s get busy.”