Page 49 of Dance for the Dragon
When they arrived at the library, she gave her friend one last chance to back out. “Seriously, Frank. If this goes bad, you’ll be seen as an accomplice.”
He didn’t deign to respond as he got out of the car and waited for her on the sidewalk with his hands in his coat pockets and an obstinate look on his face.
Shaking her head, she shut off the engine and got out.
Inside, Devon was relieved to see plenty of computers available for online use. She had a library card for the few times she needed to get online, but she didn’t plan on using it. Taking off her coat, she grabbed the last spot at the very end of the table and hung it over the back of the chair. She had one hour before the library closed for the night.
Frank took up residence beside her. “What exactly are you doing?”
She gave him a look, reminding him to keep his voice down. “Remember what I found in Parasupe’s database? The reason I was called into court and my boss went to jail?”
“Yeah. You found out they were killing…” He glanced around. “Supernatural creatures for sport. Basically.”
Devon started typing, easily overriding the library’s security measures and getting online. “Right. And how much you wanna bet it’s still happening?”
“I don’t understand. You’re going to put your boyfriend on the list?”
She didn’t pause what she was doing as she filled him in on the genius plan that had come to her while she was changing clothes. “No. I’m putting the vampire who attacked me last night on that list.”
“What? How?”
Devon shot him a warning look, glancing around to make sure no one had noticed his outburst.
Putting one elbow casually on the desk and resting the side of his head in his hand, he lowered his voice. “How the hell are you going to do that?”
“I’m hacking into their system, Frank. And I’m almost there.” Her fingers moved swiftly over the keys as she got past Parasupe’s first wall of defense. “Almost there,” she murmured. The company had either been too stupid or too egotistical to change up their security after chasing Devon out of her chosen career and her home, the security system she had put in place. Though, at least they’d changed their passwords. “Annnnd, I’m in!”
“This has got to be against the law in so many ways,” Frank groaned.
“Only if you get caught. And I won’t get caught.” She looked through what she had found. She was deep in the database now. Suddenly, she stopped typing and turned to grin at Frank. “Guess what I just found.”
“Well, just hurry up and do it so we can get the hell out of here. I can’t believe I let you talk me into this.”
Her mouth fell open. “Talked you into it?”
“Just get on with it, Dev.” Waving a hand at the keyboard beneath her fingers, he glanced around again.
He was right. There was no time for this. She entered in all of the information, including the general location of the coven. As far as she could tell, Parasupe wasn’t aware of the vampire’s hideout, or about the club. She wished she could be around to see her old boss’s face when they discovered the den of a large vampire coven was right under their noses the entire time.
Her finger hovered over the key. If she pressed it, she would be giving away the location of the coven. If she didn’t, Kohl could very well be dead by morning.
“What are you waiting for?” Frank frowned at her.
That was a great question. Her finger lowered another fraction of an inch closer to the key, but the execution was cut short as a sharp pain shot through her temples, blurring her vision.
“Dev. Come on. Do it or don’t do it. My nerves can’t take much more of this.”
Squinting through the discomfort, she hit the key. The pain instantly cleared. “Annnnd….done.” She backed out of Parasupe’s system, and then the library’s. “Let’s go.” When Kohl texted her, she would tell him to get out of there, and take anyone he cared about with him.
“Should we get a book? Make it look like we were here for a real reason?”
“When’s the last time you read a book?” She put on her coat as Frank did the same.
“What? I read.”
“You read Fitness magazine. And not for the workout advice.”
Frank raised his eyebrows as if to say, “Your point?”
