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“Pak called her on a vamp case.” Zane looked down at his watch. “Right now, I’d say she’s...oh, cutting the head off some poor undead asshole.”
Probably. Dee did love her work. And if she was hunting during the day, she had the advantage. Vamps were weak during the day. Almost human.
Dee always said that weakness leveled up the playing field. Of course, Jude figured the woman didn’t really need any leveling up. She could take the vamps down just as easily when they were running at full power. A talented woman.
Jude rose to his feet. Time for him to do some hunting. No sense in Dee having all the fun.
“Where you going?” Zane asked, straightening from the window.
“To rattle some cages.” And see just what the hell shook loose.
* * *
When Jude wanted, he could play the nice guy.Play.
But he could also be a real bastard.
He held his prey pinned against the wall, his forearm lodged against Michael McQueen’s throat. “Now we’re gonna go over this one more time, Mickey.” He smiled and let the hyena shifter see his teeth. “I’m looking for the new shifter in town.”
Mickey spat at him.
Oh, wrong move. Jude threw the idiot across the room and swiped the back of his hand over his face. “Are you trying to piss me off?”
“You’re not takin’ me in!” Mickey jumped to his feet. Quick little prick.
“Yeah, I am.” Mickey liked to get a bit rough with his girlfriends. And he only dated humans. Jude guessed that beating the hell out of them was more fun for Mickey than going up against someone with his own strength. “But before I drag your ass off to jail, youwillanswer my questions.”
Mickey’s red-rimmed eyes darted for the door. The guy reeked of alcohol. The tequila drifted off him in waves. It was barely one o’clock, and Jude had found the shifter knocking them back in Delaney’s bar.
Delaney’s. On the surface, it seemed like a regular place, but the owner was one real witch.
Mickey picked up a table and threw it at Jude. He swore and leapt to the side, swiping out with his claws.
“Dammit, you jerks are gonna pay for everything you break!” Catalina’s furious voice.
Noted. But no big deal because mostly, Jude just planned on breaking that idiot hyena’s face.
Mickey screamed, a high, shrill animal cry, and hoisted up another table.
Jude sprang across the room and knocked the table out of the hyena’s hands. Then he shoved the jerk up against the wall and pinned Mickey there with his claws.
Another desperate cry, one that had Jude’s ears ringing. Damn hyenas. They had the shrillest voices.
Jude twisted his claws, and Mickey whimpered. “Who’s the new shifter, Mickey?” The hyena was scum, but he knew every bit of shifter business that passed in the city. Hyenas and foxes always knew. They picked up every bit of gossip, every whisper.
Mickey shook his head. “No...new shifter.”
Not the answer he wanted. Jude sighed. “Ah, Mickey, why do we have to do this the hard way?”
The hyena flinched, and a soft, familiar scent teased Jude’s nostrils.
No, no way. She wouldn’t be there.Couldn’tbe there.
But that scent—his cock began to swell.
Had to be her.
“Jude?”
