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Sirens sounded from far away but were drawing closer.

Konrad finally flipped the guy over and pinned him.

“Now, I don’t think you want to get arrested any more than I do. Let’s stop this foolishness right now.”

“Okay, okay,” Bubba said, seeming conciliatory.

As soon as Konrad let him up, Bubba threw a wicked punch, and Roz thought she heard something crunch. She cried out, and Konrad fell like tree. Bubba jumped over the bar and ran down the stairs, disappearing into the night.

Chapter 9

Konrad rubbed his chin as Roz jammed her hands on her hips and argued with the cop. “It wasnothis fault. You should have seen the other guy; I swear he was psychotic.”

The cop jotted something down on a small pad of paper.

Konrad suspected the guy’s problem wasn’t psychosis, or if it was, could it possibly be due to rabies? Bubba might have recognized a rival pack member. Correction,formerrival pack member.The idiot’s eyes had glowed as if he’d wanted to shift, but resisted, thank God. Konrad figured he was the only one who noticed it.

“Being psychotic doesn’t give anyone the right to bust up a bar.” The cop faced Konrad. “Are you going to come along quietly, or do I need to call for backup?”

“Call anyone you want. I’ve already agreed to pay for damages, and an eyewitness who happens to be a lawyer just told you, I was acting in self-defense and averting a threat to her.”

The cop turned to Roz. “You’re a lawyer?”

“Yes, a defense attorney and a good one. You’d be wasting the court’s time, officer.”

Fortunately the other eyewitnesses had nothing to say. Konrad was afraid Chastity would open her big mouth and add to the problem.

The cop narrowed his eyes and stared at the rest of the group. “Did anybody else see what happened?”

“We all did,” John said.

“Did anyone see something different?”

The other students shook their heads.

John sighed. “The other man was definitely the instigator. I have his application in the back and can get you his contact information.”

“I doubt he’ll go home and wait to be arrested,” Konrad said. His jaw still ached, but not nearly as much as it would have hurt a human. Knowing that he’d heal faster, because werewolves do, he’d need to milk it a bit.

The cop continued to talk to John. “Do you want to press charges?”

He shook his head. “I guess not. This man has already offered to replace the bottles and glasses that broke. There isn’t much more damage, and I don’t want the bad publicity.”

He turned back to Konrad and Roz. “What about you two? Do either of you want to press charges?”

Konrad said, “No.”

At the same time, Roz said, “Hell, yes.”

Konrad rested a hand on Roz’s shoulder. “Can I talk to you outside for a moment?”

“Uh, sure.”

The cop stuffed his pad of paper and pen back in his pocket. “I’ll go with you.”

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As soon as he and Roz reached the parking lot, Konrad looked at her with such intensity it made her uncomfortable.