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His voice was dry, and I chuckled softly "Oh co her mother on a date What does that say about her?"

"Hey, your mother will be there, too, re witch who plots incessantly to get me married"

"What rumbled, "it was apparently her idea, not her mother’s Besides, the word from the pack is that she doesn’t approve of wolf clubs Hates what they represent"

"She’s a olf, isn’t she? How the hell can she disapprove of the clubs?"

"Who the fuck knows? Maybe she’s a prude"

Was it even possible to be a olf and a prude? It certainly wasn’t a likely coo"

He snorted "My rinned Stane was afraid of his e container?"

"Oh Yeah" There was a brief whoosh of sound, and I had thefroe" to the other "I couldn’t find anything listed under John Nadler’s name, but I did find one under Genevieve Sands"

Who was one of Nadler’s heirs, according to the inforhost Nadler was theup the land all around Stane’s shop Not that he wanted the land, per se; he just wanted to control what lay underneath it--a major ley-line intersection Such intersections were places of great power and could be used to manipulate time, reality, or fate But they could also be used to create a rift between this world and the next, and we very much suspected that whoever had stolen the first key had used the power of the intersection to access the gray fields and find the gates

Which, in turn, meant that John Nadler was either involved with the sorcerer, or was the sorcerer himself Unfortunately, he was also a face-shifter, and it was damnably hard to track someone who could alter their facial features at will Of course, I was also a face-shifter, but that didn’t make it any easier for me to spot others of my kind

This particular face-shifter had assumed the identity of the real John Nadler after he’d killed him--a fact ere sure of only because the body of the real Nadler had turned up just as ere getting closer to pinning down the fake We suspected that at least one of the three people named in Nadler’s as in fact the face-shifter, but so far we’d yet to track any of theht go check it out"

"Just sent you that I’ve also hacked into their security ca But is there anything else you need done?"

I couldn’t help s at the hint of desperation in his voice "Haven’t we already given you enough?"

"No I et out of, remember"

I chuckled softly "Think of your mother’s wrath, and--as they say in the classics--suck it up, princess"

"So up next ti"

"You’d be bored to death inside a week if eren’t bugging you"

"That," he said gri while you’re off enjoying yourself soht"

"Tell you what--I’ll send a bottle of Bollinger for you to drown your after-date sorrows in"

"At least that would give h was overly dra up Two seconds later, my phone beeped, an indication that Stane’s infore locker was located in Clifton Hill and wasn’t all that far away from Stane’s shop I shoved the phone back into ’s house and aze "Can you take us there now?"

He stepped close again and wrapped his arle deeper into his array fields

We reappeared near the intersection of Hoddle Street and the Eastern Freeway exit The self-storage pre that had been painted in orange and blue stripes, with a huge white lock on the front of it