say you would meet a man who would be your lifemate?
He chuckled. “No, I’m not on any type of medication.” Lucifer leaned down. “Don’t ever doubt that you belong to me. You are my lifemate, but I think you already know that. Don’t you? So why are you denying it?”
Angie raised her eyebrows and propped her hands on her curvy hips. “Even if it was true that you were my lifemate, there is one really huge problem.”
“And what is that?”
“I don’t date cops,” said Angie as she smiled sweetly at him.
Lucifer grinned. His eyes sparkled. “That’s good, because I’m not a cop. I’m the sheriff.”
“Same thing just different names.” Angie shook her head and rolled her eyes. “It’s like trying to say teachers and instructors are two very different things when they are not.” She shouldered her way around Lucifer and went into the library.
“It isn’t the same.” Lucifer followed her.
“The answer is still no. I don’t date anyone in any type law enforcement. I don’t care if they’re a sheriff, cop, deputy, or whatever. The answer will always be no.” Angie stopped and stared at the alarm system, or at least what was left of it. “I don’t remember it looking like that when I left this morning.”
“I had the technicians go ahead and look at the alarm system so they could tell me what exactly happened to it. I know Marcus Wolfe is planning to replace the entire system,” said Lucifer.
“That’s costly.”
“But necessary. Whoever cut the alarm also fried it. The new system will be harder to disable.” Lucifer liked the idea of a better security system.
Angie nodded. She looked up at Lucifer. “I’m ready to see the rest.”
“Several of the officers are still collecting evidence, so don’t touch anything that is roped off with the yellow tape.” Lucifer watched her nod again.
“Look but don’t touch. I got it.” Without waiting for the sheriff, Angie walked through the doors leading to the main room of the library. As soon as she stepped into the room, she gasped and stopped dead in her tracks.
“Miss Gunner? Angie?” Lucifer walked up behind her. He put his hand on her shoulder, hoping she would draw some strength from his touch.
For a few brief seconds, she closed her eyes and allowed herself to feel his touch and his presence. But then her eyes opened and she realized what she was doing. Angie wiggled her shoulders to loosen his hand. She took a couple of steps forward.
Slowly, she scanned the room. Bookshelves were overturned and books were scattered everywhere. Pages had been ripped from some of the books, and were strewn about the entire room almost like confetti. The chairs that weren’t reduced to kindling had their seats cut open and the stuffing pulled out. “Why would someone do this? Why would they destroy the library?” Angie turned and stared at Lucifer. Her eyes glistened with unshed tears. “This was way more than just someone vandalizing the library for fun.”
“I don’t know why someone did this but you’re right about this not being just a case of vandalism. Have you received any kind of threats about reopening the library?” The idea of anyone threatening her made him extremely angry.
Angie shook her head. “Every communication we’ve received has been positive. People in town want the library open. So who would have done this?” She looked at the mess. “How am I going to get this mess cleaned up and books replaced so that the library can open? The grand opening is just a couple of weeks away.”
“Marcus Wolfe said he will get a construction crew in here. He gave his word, which means it will happen, no matter the cost,” said Lucifer, trying to reassure Angie. He hated seeing his lifemate so upset.
“I know. Things can be repaired and books replaced, but that’s not the point.” She gestured to the room. “This was intentional hatred. But who or what is it directed at?”
Lucifer closed the distance between them.
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