Free Modeling Death by Amber Kell

See if there is a definite pattern. Mandy emailed me the schedule of her models, but nothing popped up. Maybe they were all conned into doing a job on the side. Look through their emails and comb their apartments. We need to find out what happened before there are any more fatalities. Also, put out the word that we're looking for rogue magic users. Has anyone seen anything suspicious lately, any odd spikes of magic or unexpected sightings?" Despite the severity of the case, Guy couldn't stop smiling. "Niles, I want you to check out fashion shows and photo shoots. Talk to any other models they've worked with."
    "Will do." Niles looked at Guy in surprise but didn't say anything. Niles was still feeling out his position. Niles actually worked for Cash but under Guy's direction. Guy's secretary wasn't as discreet.
    "How is Jacob this morning?" Sheryl asked, smirking.
    " He invited me to a wedding. He said I can be his arm candy. "
    The open-mouthed surprise of Niles and Sheryl was worth the unprecedented sharing of his love life.
    "What kind of guy calls you arm candy and you let him get away with it?" Niles asked.
    "Have you seen that new billboard on Fifth?" Sheryl asked.
    Niles blushed. "Uh, yeah. It's hard to miss. All the guy is wearing is that tiny, tiny bathing suit."
    "That's the boss's new boyfriend."
    "No shit!" Niles smiled Guy. "Nice going."
    Guy felt the blush rise on his own cheeks. For a moment, he completely understood why Jacob might want to move behind the camera. The constant staring must be a special kind of hell.
    "Anyway, let's get back to business."
    Guy was still thinking of his lover later that day as he wrapped up his final meeting. He had his personal assistant send Jacob flowers to David's apartment. He wanted to make sure his lover didn't forget him. It wasn't until after they were sent that Guy realized he didn't know if Jacob was allergic to flowers.
    His phone rang as he was leaving the building. "Hello."
    "The flowers are beautiful," Jacob said.
    "Not as beautiful as the recipient." Relief swept him as Jacob didn't mention any allergies.
    Jacob laughed. "Did you practice that line?"
    "Maybe a little. Are you available for dinner?"
    "Sure, when are you coming?"
    "I'll swing by on the way home. You can eat at my apartment."
    Jacob's laugh was low and sexy. "I can think of all kinds of things I would like to eat at your apartment."
    "Tease. I'm on my way. Don't forget to look pretty for me."
    He hung up as Jacob was telling him in colorful terms what he could do with his look pretty comment.
    Laughing, he told Joel to go by Jacob's apartment.
    Minutes later, he was holding his beautiful man. At least he thought of Jacob as his man. He didn't know how Jacob viewed their relationship, but at least he knew the model was looking at them being together for at least three more weeks.
    After all, they had a wedding to go to.
     

Chapter Five
     
    Guy hoped Jacob didn't see him skulking around the runway. He'd used his magic to convince the person checking invitations that he was authorized to enter. It was a surprisingly easy magical push, which made him suspicious the murderer might be using the same technique.
    With a few muttered words, Guy changed his appearance so anyone looking at him wouldn't recognize him. His dark hair lightened to a distinguished gray, his blue eyes deepened to a dark brown, and his height shrank approximately two inches. Although he knew Jacob would be pleased to see him in the crowd, this was one time it was better not to stand out. If the killer was around, he didn't want him to recognize Guy. He needed to keep a low profile.
    Hiding by the back wall of the tent, Guy waited in the shadows as the models came out. He watched the crowds. Most of them had their eyes glued on the stage watching the female models strut their stuff on the catwalk, but a few were watching the audience checking out who was attending. Focusing on the crowd, Guy sent out tendrils of his magic to brush