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Just workI pressedhied, then changed again as a door closed "Jane?" Rick said a le as filled with all sorts of ? Are you nearby?

"Brute’s been injured," I said, without intro "I smell his blood It was probably done by a powerful va"

"The Fifty-two Killer"

"Yeah, but cute nauy"

"I’ve been reading into the situation in case I need to come down there"

That made sense Rick knew the city better than any other PsyLED special agent "I need to kno to capture Brute without getting bit, and how to help heal hiht

Rick laughed, but the low sound was grim, not humorous "They’re deadly I have firsthand experience And I’ you can’t sneak up on Brute and knock him out, like you did me"

"Yeah Kinda used that one on him already"

"You did always hit first and ask questions later" He sounded like he was taking a trip down memory lane and it was all rose petals and kisses

"How do I stop him?" I bit out the words

Rick hesitated, then said, "I left a few things in a public storage unit on Tchoupitoulas Street" He gave me the unit number "Do you still have my house key? It fits the lock"

An uncomfortable warmth filled me, not sexual, but heated all the same, as if someone had just injected hot-pepper sauce intoit I had it on my key chain in my pocket Why hadn’t I tossed it? Was I still-- I stopped the thought before it was born No I wasn’t "What do I do?"