Carmen raised an eyebrow at the man.  He smelled faintly of tobacco and alcohol, and spoke with a commanding presence.  She also began to sense something deeper...Sensing emotions was an almost instinctive task for white court vampires.  Beneath the man lay a powerful anger, something greater than she'd ever felt before.  She fought back the butterflies in her stomach and raised her eyebrow at the man.  She hadn't expected this at all.<br/><br/>"Something...supernatural?"  She asked, trying to sound confused.  But she decided to drop the act...she wasn't dealing with any normal man, that was certain.  "Right, well...that's what I'm trying to figure out too."  She sat down on the couch and crossed her legs, pulling out a pack of cigarettes.  She offered one to the detective as she lit one up for herself.  "My relationship with him?  Well, use your imagination.  Why do you think I came here, dressed like this tonight?"  She motioned down at her provocative attire.<br/><br/>"And as for your other questions...I'm afraid I haven't the foggiest.  I don't think he was anything more than human, or had any supernatural contacts.  He rarely spoke about his personal affairs.  Which is usually the way I prefer it."  She said caustically, taking a drag from her cigarette.  "He doesn't seem like he deserved to die though...this is really out of the blue.  Anything you can share with me, detective...?"