Pixie Dust

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Chapter 19

“What?” I repeated.

Vance laughed. “Chad and our victim were together right before she left. There’s even footage of them groping each other in the parking lot.”

“So you think Chad is the killer?”Omigod. “That doesn’t make sense. He’s a Zorak demon, not a Stryker.”

“No, we don’t think he’s the killer,” he said. “The DNA evidence clears him of that. But now we know that two of the three victims were intimately involved with him shortly before their murders. I’m pretty confident that with a little digging, I’ll find the same is true about Jordyn.”

“Wow,” I said. “What are you going to do now?”

“I’ll have one of my men pick him up for questioning in the morning. Knowing Chad, he probably won’t mind discussing his sexual exploits in great detail.”

“No shit,” I agreed. “Why aren’t you going tonight?”

“Because we already tried and he wasn’t home. He’s probably out whoring around somewhere as we speak. He’s going to be a lot easier to track down when he’s in bed recovering from the prior evening.”

“So, now what? You said earlier that you couldn’t stay long. Are you going back into the station?”

“Yeah,” he replied. “I want to check in with Forensics to see if they have anything on the latest murder. I’m also going to go through the tapes again, looking at people who were hanging around Chad.”

“So you’re going back to Leo’s?” God, I hope not.

“No. I burned copies on my laptop this afternoon,” he said. “I just needed Leo earlier to help identify the people she was with. I can easily email him a still photo for an ID if I see anything suspicious.”

“So you’re telling me you have a bunch of porn on your computer right now?” I teased.

“Yep. Why? You wanna watch some?” He winked.

Embarrassed, I replied, “Um…noooo.”

He laughed. “So, we didn’t get to finish our conversation last night.” Misinterpreting his meaning, I blushed. He chuckled and added, “Karli, I was speaking literally, not figuratively.”

“Oh. My bad.” Well, now I felt dumb. I probably would have gotten it in the first place if I didn’t have sex on the brain twenty-four-seven.

“What other questions do you have about being a fairy?” he asked.

“I want to know about you and your training. What was your mentor like?”

“Ornessa was amazing,” he replied, completely glowing. “She was like a second mother to me. She had a daughter around my age and taught us about our powers together. She took me in despite my diluted blood, because she could sense the power inside of me. She said it was her responsibility to ensure that I used it for the greater good. She was one of the wisest, most respected elders in Faerie.”

“I wish I could’ve met her. I wish I could have gone there, even just once,” I said somberly.

“I can show you what it was like,” he offered.

“What? How? Faerie was sealed off almost twenty years ago.”

He led me over to the couch and grabbed my hands. “Close your eyes.”

“Why?” I asked.

“Karli, just do it, please. I promise you won’t regret it. Take a deep breath and relax your mind.”

I did as he asked and felt a light pressure in my head as if something were trying to get in. The blackness behind my eyelids became a blinding white light. When it softened, I could instantly see everything he had described to me before. It was unbelievable!

There were small, thatch-roofed huts with cobble-stoned paths surrounded by a beautiful forest. I saw a woman feeding a deer out of her hand. A pond circled by wildflowers had ethereal little creatures fluttering above it. There were couples strolling hand in hand and children playing with each other. My senses were suddenly enveloped by my vision. I felt a warm breeze on my skin and smelled a wonderful aroma, like gardenias and jasmine. I could feel the unfathomable power everywhere. I felt love and happiness all around me. I felt whole, like nothing I’d ever known before. It was as if I were standing right there. It was as if I belonged there. It was easily the most amazing thing I had ever experienced.

The vision faded and I opened my eyes. Vance was looking back at me with a sweet smile on his face as I felt a tear fall. “How did you do that?” I asked, completely astonished.

“It is a power of the Fae,” he answered. “I was sharing my memories with you, by willing them into your mind. The Fae often communicate telepathically. There is no need for words when thoughts and images can be shared between each other, making everything much more vivid.”

“That’s incredible! What were those little things fluttering above the water?”

“Water sprites,” he replied.

“Water sprites are real?”

He chuckled. “Yes, sprites, brownies, elves, nymphs, even leprechauns. They’re all real. They’re all creatures of the Fae.”

“Why haven’t I heard about this before now?” I asked.

“Probably because they’ve never existed on this realm...with the exception of a few mischievous leprechauns. They never had any desire to leave Faerie. Quite frankly, I don’t blame them.”

“Wow,” I said. “I don’t know what to say. I don’t know how to thank you.”

He reached out and wiped the tear away from my cheek. “No thanks are necessary, Karli. You have the right to know where you come from.”

“Why are my powers so weak?” I asked. “Everyone I just saw emanated great power, even the children.”

“You do have great power within you, Karli; you just need to learn how to control it.”

“Can you teach me how?”

“Well, that’s something that would take years to accomplish.”

“Oh,” I said, disappointed.

“I’d be more than happy to take on the task though.” He leaned over to lightly kiss me on the lips. When he pulled back he asked, “Are you up to starting now?”

“Omigod, yes!”

“Okay, this one is simple and it will come in very handy,” he said. “I’m going to show you how to direct your thoughts at me and receive mine in return.”

“You mean, like having a conversation in our heads?”

“Yes, exactly like that,” he replied. “You just need to clear your mind like you did before.” He paused for a moment. “Are you there?”

“Yep. Completely blank.” I scooted closer so I could hold his hand again.

“Okay, all you need to do is focus. Think of something you want to say to me and will it into my brain.”

I was so giddy about trying this that I started getting silly. I thought of that Verizon commercial.

Can you hear me? Can you hear me now?

He smirked. Yes, I’m here.

“Omigod! I just heard you!” I shouted. “How did you do that?”

“I didn’t, Karli. It was all you.”

I decided to try it again. I felt a light mental strain as I pushed my thoughts forward. This is so cool! Can you still hear me?

Yes, I’m still here.

Omigod! Why is this so easy? Do we have to be touching to make it work? I asked.

No touch is necessary…although I can’t say that I mind. He smiled. It feels easy for you because it is a part of who you are. You were meant to do this.

This is unreal! If it’s so simple, why haven’t I done it before?

Telepathy only works between those who have psychic abilities. You probably communicated with your parents this way but you would have likely been too young to remember. His phone rang. Hold on a sec.

“Hello?” he said. “That was fast. Thanks for calling. I’ll be there within the hour.”

“Work?” I asked.

“Yeah. I need to head over to Forensics.” He stood up. “Can I call you later?”

I stood with him and walked him over to the door. “Of course.” I yawned. “I think I’m going to crash though, so don’t be offended if I don’t answer.”

He kissed me on the forehead and smiled. “I won’t, as long as you promise to dream about me.”

I returned his smile. “I’ll see what I can do.”

“You do that.” He gave me a sexy grin as he walked out the door.

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