Bloodline

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Arcanum New Orleans 4

Bryce Nixon has his hands full. Along with managing a strip club, he’s a single dad to a precocious six-year-old. But she has a secret, one the local witch coven desperately wants to exploit.

Officer Zach Sangrey’s new case should be a simple one: find out why a group of witches wants Bryce Nixon’s daughter so bad. When he discovers the answer, however, everything changes.

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EXCERPT:

“Okay, she’s had dinner and a bath. If you need anything, don’t hesitate to call or text me. Thanks for doing this on your night off. I was supposed to be off, too, but my assistant manager called out.”

“Don’t worry, Bryce. It’s all good.”

Bryce Nixon blew out a breath and nodded. He crouched and reached out. His daughter practically launched herself into his arms, all smiles and giggles. He closed his eyes for a moment and kissed the side of her head before pulling back so he could see her face. He tucked a stray curl behind her left ear.

“I’m sorry, Princess. Daddy has to go to work.”

“I know, Daddy.” She grinned up at her beloved nanny. “We’re gonna have fun.”

Bryce chuckled. “Oh, I don’t doubt that. I love you, and I’ll see you in the morning. Be good for Amy, okay?”

Carly nodded quite sagely for a six-year-old. “I promise. I love you, too, Daddy.”

He got one more hug and stood. He watched Carly run back into the living room and her Disney movie marathon. A hand touched his arm.

“Are you okay?”

Bryce sighed. “I don’t know. There hasn’t been any direct contact, but that doesn’t mean they aren’t looking for her. Do not open the door for anyone but me.”

“You know I won’t,” Amy reassured him. “She will be fine. We both will be.”

“Okay. I need to get going. Call anytime. Otherwise, I’ll be home around three in the morning.”

With a final nod and wave, he left the house. Amy watched him back out of the driveway while Carly was thoroughly ensconced in her movies. He hated leaving with such short notice, especially here lately. He’d managed to keep Carly’s heritage secret since her mother’s death, but as she grew older, it would become more difficult. Like her mom, Carly’s magic was potent, even for such a young child. Unfortunately, it also made her a target.

The drive to the strip joint where he was a manager didn’t take long, and, soon enough, he pulled into the parking lot. They opened at five, so the cars near the back were the dancers and other staff. He sat in his car for a few minutes and just closed his eyes. Rose, Carly’s mother, had been a one-night stand, but the moment Rose told Bryce she was pregnant, he’d been all in, excited to be a dad. Rose died in a car accident a week before Carly’s first birthday, leaving Bryce as a single dad to a very precocious, adorable kid.

A knock on the window startled him. Bryce got out and pocketed his keys. His lead bartender waited until they headed toward the front door before speaking.

“We, uh, had an early visitor.”