Consuming the Darkness: Darkness, #7

By Shiela Stewart

In Jacob's Cove, where death is as common as apple pie, a serial murderer is a first. Lieutenant Sienna Storm, the town's newly minted homicide detective, is eager to prove she's up to the job of tracking down the demon who rips out his victims' still-beating hearts. Even if it means using her abilities.  

Detective Nathan Powers lost his partner to the aptly named Heartless Killer, and the trail of bodies leads him to Jacob's Cove, a strange world populated with bloodthirsty demons and run by a vampire. Still, the leggy blonde, Sienna, is a pleasant distraction. Until he discovers she's after the same killer—and she's not sharing. 

On the hunt, the more they cross paths, the harder it is to stay apart. Together they discover not only clues, but a searing desire, one that may be their downfall when the killer targets Nathan, and Sienna risks everything to get him back.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Champagne Book Group
• Release date: Jan 8, 2018
• ISBN: 9781927454633

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Champagne Book Group Presents

Consuming the Darkness

Darkness, 7

By

Shiela Stewart

OREGON CITY, OREGON

U.S.A.

This is a work of fiction. The characters, incidents and dialogues in this book are of the author’s imagination and are not to be construed as real. Any resemblance to actual events or persons, living or dead, is completely coincidental.

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Copyright 2018 by Shiela Stewart

ISBN 978-1-947128-26-2

January 2018

Cover Art by Shiela Stewart

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Other Books by Shiela Stewart

Darkness Series

Penetrating the Darkness, 6

Tempting the Darkness, 5

Charming the Darkness, 4

Embracing the Darkness, 3

Desiring the Darkness, 2

Seducing the Darkness, 1

Prologue

The temperature has to be through the roof.

Wiping the sweat from his brow, Detective Nathan Powers spotted his partner as the man pulled up in his beat-up Mustang. The guy really needed to come into the future and drive something a little more modern. Yet every time Nathan suggested it to Leo, he got the same rant. They don’t make cars like this anymore and until they do, I’m driving my ’Stang.

The guy did have a point, but Nathan sure as hell wasn’t going to admit it to him. He enjoyed ribbing him far too much to let it go. Took you long enough. Car break down on you on the way here?

Lifting his middle finger, Leo scratched his cheek. Merry hey hey to you to, fucker.

Laughing, Nathan slugged his friend’s shoulder for good measure. So you ready to do this?

As I’ll ever be. What makes you think he’ll show? Much less in broad daylight?

He won’t be able to resist. Nathan figured the Heartless Killer, as the press dubbed him, wouldn’t be able to turn down their invitation. Besides, he loves playing with me.

Sick fuck if you ask me. Who in their right mind would want to play with you? Darting out of reach before Nathan’s fist could connect with his arm, Leo laughed. Okay, so what’s the plan?

You hide, and I’ll stand around looking bored.

Typical day at the office then. Gotcha. Your radio on?

Nathan held up his two-way, showing the green light. You?

Never leave home without it. Waving his in the air, Leo headed down the alley.

The black T-shirt Nathan wore clung to his chest, showing off a patch of dampness down his chest and under each arm. Gross. And Jesus, he reeked. He’d put on extra deodorant before he left home, but little good it did under these conditions. Nathan made a mental note to buy something stronger.

Can you believe how fucking hot it is today? Leo’s voice squawked from the radio.

Nathan clicked his radio. Hadn’t noticed. He was so full of shit.

A twig snapped behind him. He spun, hand on his weapon, only to find a scrawny cat looking for food. Shit. Relaxing, he drew in a deep breath and tried to chill the hell out.

Maybe this had been a bad idea, but even bad ideas were useful sometimes, and if it meant getting a peek at the lowlife who seemed to enjoy killing his victims by removing their hearts, then it was well worth it.

A car sped past the alley, revving its engine and putting Nathan on high alert. He needed to stay calm. Where the hell are you? he muttered.

He’d been sure the guy would come. The killer seemed to enjoy playing with him and making sure his messages went to Nathan first and foremost. He had no idea why the guy found him so fascinating, but hell, if it got the asshole caught, then more power to him.

Shoulda brought water, Leo whispered through the two-way.

Just drink your own sweat.

I will if you do.

Smiling, Nathan tucked the two-way back in his belt loop and checked his watch. Nearly forty minutes had passed since they started this stakeout. If the killer didn’t make a show in the next hour, they were calling it quits. He hated admitting defeat, but he sure as hell wasn’t going to wait around all day in this heat.

He needed to walk around to keep from passing out in the heat. Nathan headed away from Leo’s hiding place and to the end of the alley. Nathan glanced about as he walked, making note of his surroundings. He’d picked this area for a reason. For the most part, it was filled with abandoned warehouses, a junkyard, and repo site. Not a lot of activity, which made it perfect for meeting with a killer who didn’t want to be seen.

He checked his watch, again. He’d burnt a whole three minutes. My, how time flies when you’re having fun. His two-way clicked on, and he figured Leo would bitch at him about waiting.

Hello, Nathaniel.

Nathan yanked the radio from his belt. Stop fucking around, Leo. If he kept up the chatter, the killer would hear it.

Sorry to disappoint you, but this isn’t Leo. He’s a little…indisposed at the moment.

Nathan pivoted and narrowed his eyes against the glare of the sun as he looked down the alley to the dumpster Leo hid behind. He couldn’t see him, which only made his blood run colder. We agreed to meet. You and me. So why don’t you step out of the shadows and show yourself. He kept his voice calm as he started toward the dumpster.

How foolish do you think I am?

He quickened his pace, his gaze darting around in search of the madman taunting him. You showed up, didn’t you?

Did I? You really shouldn’t have turned your back on your partner, Nathaniel.

Fuck! His heart pounded in his chest. In a dead run, Nathan rushed to his partner. The instant he approached the dumpster, his chest tightened. Where his friend’s heart should be, there was a hole. Straight through to his back.

Jesus, Leo, no! Falling to his knees, Nathan grabbed hold of his friend. No chance of finding a pulse, but he checked anyway. Fuck, Leo! I am so sorry. He cried as he held his partner and best friend, blood soaking into his already damp shirt.

You’ll never win, Nathaniel.

Something hard slammed into Nathan’s head, and stars exploded before his eyes. As the bright sunlight faded, eerie laughter followed him into the darkness.

One

Jacob’s Cove, 2026

After the Darkness

Lieutenant Sienna Storm’s first day in Jacob’s Cove proved to be a bitch. At one in the morning, five hours since she arrived without any of her furniture or belongings, Sienna was ready to scream.

Goddamn movers had decided to take a break for the night instead of following through with their promise to deliver her stuff immediately. Instead, they informed her she would have her things late the next day. She really should have packed an overnight bag, but she believed the company when they said, Speedy same day delivery even out of town.

Yeah, right.

When she got the call to arrive at a murder scene, she’d been gung ho to get started. Except, her damn car decided to break down halfway to the scene. If that weren’t bad enough, the damn cab driver she flagged got lost. And he tried to charge her twice the fare. Well, she’d shown him, hadn’t she, shoving her badge in his face and threatening to haul his lumpy ass into a cell for trying to con her. He’d apologized profusely and even gave her the ride for free.

Damn straight.

Hurrying down the dark alley, she hoped her first case would be a smooth one. She spotted an officer standing with his hands in his pockets at the scene up ahead, took a deep breath, and fell into cop mode.

Lieutenant Storm. Sienna held up her badge, giving the officer a quick glance. What have we got? She approached the body. The instant she caught sight of the victim, she knew it wasn’t going to be a typical case.

The body of a young woman, approximately mid-twenties, lay face up on the ground, with a fist-sized hole in her chest, no heart. Long, brown hair. Blonde highlights. Slim build. Her jeans looked designer, as did the purse tossed a few inches from her, still intact. She didn’t look like the type to be alone in a dark alley. Everything about her read rich girl.

What the hell had she been doing by herself in an alley this late at night?

Officer Barlow, the tall, sturdy-looking man with a very ordinary face introduced himself. This is Sally Grand, according to her ID, twenty-three, five-seven, one twenty-five. A woman taking out her trash found her, the officer explained. At least she had the sense to puke away from the body. No witnesses so far, but we’re still early. Same MO as two other murders. Heart missing, hole through the chest and back. This is some sick shit, if you ask me.

She hadn’t, but everyone was entitled to their opinions. Sienna had to agree, though. She’d never seen anything like it, and she’d seen some disgusting stuff in her career. Crime scene been here yet?

The cop chuckled, which didn’t amuse Sienna much. Lieutenant, we only just got started working the town three months ago. Our CSU consists of one guy who also happens to be the ME and two green wannabes.

Perfect. Well, she had been warned, hadn’t she? Where is he?

On another call.

Great. Who’s collecting the evidence?

Well, looks like that’ll be you, me, and Officer Dickie over there taking the witness’s statement. He pointed at the officer behind him.

Why had she come to Jacob’s Cove again? Oh yeah, to help rebuild the city after the darkness lifted. Right. Still… Okay, Officer Barlow. What I need is for everyone to stay back from the body. I also need someone to drive me to my car, which is…fuck, probably in the shop by now. Damn it. Yeah, her day really wasn’t starting out well. I need a crime scene kit. I don’t suppose you boys would have one in your car?

Of course. Dickie already took fingernail scrapings and footprint impressions. A full-body exam will be done when she gets to the morgue. We do know what we’re doing, Lieutenant, even though we’re shorthanded at the moment.

She took his attitude in stride. I hope so, because this isn’t going to be an easy one. From the looks of it, it might be Jacob’s Cove’s first serial murder case since the sun returned.

Sienna examined the area the body had been left in. A typical dark alley, complete with stinking garbage, knee-high weeds, and graffiti. She knew enough of Jacob’s Cove to know it had been through hell and back in the past year and a half, so she cut the disaster some slack. Some big, evil vampire dude named Chaos had gripped the city in darkness for his own gain and, after a year, had finally been taken down by a band of warriors determined to save the town and its inhabitants.

Sunlight filled Jacob’s Cove once more, and now the town began inching back to life, thanks to the city’s mayor, Trinity Hawthorn, and the chief of police, Basil Hawthorn, who both happened to be vampires.

Sienna didn’t find it strange at all, given the fact she had grown up with such things. Her father, having come from a race of powerful Tejakkan demons, owned a spiritual store back home in Kansas, catering to all sorts of creatures, including vampires. Through him, she learned of Jacob’s Cove and been appointed the city’s first and only lieutenant of homicide.

She’d heard all about the decay of the city, the ruin of some of the areas, but hearing about it didn’t compare to seeing it in living—or dead—color. It amazed her a city could be so badly destroyed during a year. They should use Jacob’s Cove as the poster child for Global Warming. This is what can happen if we don’t treat the planet better, people.

Well, this was her city now and her job to take down the bastard for killing three innocent people.

Hearing the crunch of tires, she swiveled to see a black car come to a stop at the end of the alley. She assumed it was the ME, but she wouldn’t be a smart cop if she went on assumptions. The driver’s door opened, and a tall gentleman dressed in all black stepped out.

CSU’s here, Barlow announced.

The man looked maybe in his mid-forties with perfectly coiffed chestnut-brown hair and dressed for success in a dark suit that looked as if it had been custom-made for him. As he drew closer, she saw the telltale yellow vampire eyes. They connected with hers.

Lieutenant Storm, she introduced herself, flipping out her badge.

Doctor Cooper Hawthorn. Good to have you onboard, Lieutenant. He looked down at the body, and sorrow came into his eyes. Another one. He gloved up and put on his sterile gown and cap.

This one’s younger than the last, Barlow added.

Clicking his tongue, the doc knelt beside the body. Sienna stood watch as Officer Barlow filled him in on what he and officer Dickie had taken from the body. There was compassion in the way the doc examined the body of the young woman, the way he delicately took each hand in his, gently palming her head. It moved her, the sincerity in his actions. The doc seemed to really care.

When did you arrive in town, Lieutenant?

Startled back to reality by his question, she responded, A few hours ago. Do you have a spare set of gloves, cap, and gown for me?

Reaching in his bag, the doc withdrew two sealed packages and handed them to her. How are you finding the city so far?

She slipped the sterile plastic cap over her hair, then slipped the gown over her