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Glory was easy to spot, sitting on a barstool in her black leather and lacy top, chatting to the human bartender and the Shifter males around her She saw Andrea and lifted her bottle of beer in greeting

"Hey, Andrea Did Dylan send you running after ave Glory a hard stare "I ca here?"

"Enjoying ave the human who’d followed Andrea her widest, most tooth-filled save me directions"

"Oh, he has friends, does he?"

"Glory"

The young ed "Aw, fk, you’re a Shifter"

Andrea stifled a sigh "I never said I wasn’t"

"Da to help you"

"Why were you?" Andrea fixed him with a stare "Why didn’t you want ood at hiding things; huh Andrea couldn’t tell whether it was si lare worthy of Nate the tracker "Forget it, bitch It’s your funeral" He spun and strode away

"We need to go," Andrea began, but Glory clamped her hand on Andrea’s ar "You need to stay"

Andrea stopped "Why?"

Glory leaned close, bathing Andrea in heavy perfu conversations in here"

"Meaning?"

"Just listen"

Andrea slid onto a barstool and signaled for the bartender to bring her a beer Good Shifter hearing let Andrea eavesdrop while accepting the cold bottle the bartender put in front of her If she’d been in her Lupine form, her ears would have been twisted hard behind her

A table full of Felines had the htly when Andrea focused on snatches of their talk They were confident, Andrea thought They nize Glory--she stood out, even for a Shifter--but they didn’t see The Felines talked for a while, and Andrea went cold Soure out what