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“Was Malia right? Does she have a tail?”
“Looks that way.”
“Shifter?”
“Possibly.”
“Pack issue?”
“I don’t think so. This is…overkill. I don’t think a shifter would do this to anyone, let alone one of their own kind.”
I nod, because it does actually make sense, even if the reason and the culprit behind this attack doesn’t.
“Can you stay with the body and make sure no one comes in here while I go out to our table? Someone should be here to clean up in five minutes.”
“Of course,” I agree. I happen to be dressed in black slacks and a white shirt, so I can probably pass for staff if anyone comes along. We both exit the restroom and I stand guard over the entrance as the prof leaves.
Thankfully no one tries to use the toilet while I’m waiting, and in under five minutes the prof’s clean-up contact arrives. We nod to each other, and I move to let him through.
He whistles at the scene before him.
“Yeah. It’s a bad one.”
“Is that blood on the ceiling?” he asks. I look up. Sure enough, he’s right.
“Yeah.”
“Jesus. What happened here?”
“That’s what we’re going to try and find out. You good?”
“Yeah. Give me ten minutes and it’ll be like it never even happened. Where do you want the body taking?”
“Can you send it to The Doc?”
“Out at the campsite? Sure thing.”
“Thanks. You’ve already been paid,” I tell him, knowing that the prof will have taken care of it.
His contact nods. “I know. Wouldn’t be here if I hadn’t.” He looks up at the ceiling again. “Should have charged extra.”
I leave him to it, knowing that he’s grumbling for no good reason. With his spell magic, the crime scene is instantaneous to clean up for him. It’s why the prof pays him so well to turn up promptly.
I join the main restaurant and spot the prof on his phone, sitting at a table for two with empty plates. Bummer. I’m not even going to get fed tonight. I sigh and take my seat, and the prof looks up from his phone.
“Everything okay?”
“All in hand,” I reply. “CCTV?”
“Taken care of, but only shows Malia going into the toilet and then Cove entering and carrying her out.”
“That’s odd.” I frown. “Do you think the tapes were already doctored?”
“It’s possible.” The prof doesn’t sound convinced.
“It’s weird though…”
“Yeah.”
