ARCANUM 3: SOMEONE LIKE YOU
by Mychael Black
Detectives Jonah and Riley Pierce are back with a new case for Arcanum, and this one is full of surprises! Erin Grey, lead singer for the gothic metal band Grey's Valentine, has a stalker, and not just any stalker. He turns to Arcanum for help… and gets the shock of his life.
With the help of another detective, Christian Knight, the Arcanum guys race to catch the stalker before Erin's biggest secret leads to his death.
Maryland, August 2010
"What in God's name are you listening to?"
Jonah Pierce crossed his arms and leaned against the door frame. "Grey's Valentine? Sounds like the name of a soap opera gone bad, Riley."
Riley rolled his eyes and shook his head. "Shut up. I have to listen to your nonstop classic rock all the time. You could use some education in the goth metal department."
Jonah watched his brother, Riley's nimble fingers practically flying over the keyboard. Just a few hours ago, those fingers had gripped Jonah's hair as he demonstrated an unauthorized use of department desks. Technically, they shouldn't do so much as kiss at work. The whole fraternization thing, coupled with the being brothers bit, didn't look very good. But then, sometimes, Jonah just needed Riley, in whatever way he could get the man.
"What are you doing anyway?"
"Finishing up the reports for that last case," Riley answered. "Oh, Lane says hi, too. He emailed me."
"He probably thinks I forgot to reply when he sent me one. I got... busy."
Riley stopped typing and smirked. "Next time we fuck on a desk, I'm topping. My back is still sore."
Jonah bit his tongue before he could argue. As vampires, they both healed quickly, but he sure as hell wouldn't turn down the chance to bottom. Riley, despite being slimmer and a few inches shorter, had a wicked streak that made Jonah's toes curl. They'd only brushed the surface, and Jonah knew damn well he'd let Riley do anything the man wanted.
The phone rang and Riley answered, not missing a beat in his typing. "Detective Pierce, Arcanum Division." A few seconds passed and then Riley chuckled. "There's two of us. I'm the nice one." He winked at Jonah, obviously ignoring Jonah's glare. "What can I do for you, Mr...?" He listened, then stopped typing altogether. "I see. When did this start?"
Curiosity got the better of Jonah and he shut the door behind him. Taking a seat on the corner of his brother's desk, he waited patiently.
"When will Mr. Grey be back in town? I think it best to get the full story directly from him." Riley nodded. "Yes, evening will be fine. We keep... odd hours here. A few of us are of the nocturnal sort, if you catch my drift." Riley grabbed a pen and scribbled something on a slip of paper. "Seven-thirty, Tuesday. Got it. Tell Mr. Grey we'll see him then." He hung up and sat back, blinking at the paper.
"We're meeting Erin Grey," Riley said, sounding more than a bit stunned.
Riley looked up at Jonah. "The lead singer of Grey's Valentine."
"Why are we meeting him? Surely you're not that hard-up for an autograph."
Riley scowled. "Fuck you."
"Gladly," Jonah said with a grin. "Seriously, what's going on?"
"Apparently Grey has gained himself a rather obsessed fan."
"Isn't this better suited to normal police departments?"
"Not when the fan vanishes in plain sight."