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“Then get out here and help ret Also, I don’t like the way that Otto is looking at the woht”

“What wo up at Nicky

“Angel is one of the best at helping inexperienced shapeshifters keep human form,” he said

“You don’t have to justify Angel She’s really good at helping newbie Therianthropes stay in human form Who’s the second woman?”

“Petra,” he said

I stared at hi Petra’s real name was Pierette Petra was her Clark Kent alias, like Edward’s was Ted or Olaf’s Otto And just like theirs, Petra was a law-abiding and government-worthy identity, but Pierette had been a spy and assassin for centuries She was somewhere between Edward and Olaf on stability when she flipped fro citizen tocompanion She was also only a little taller than me with short dark hair and brown eyes She fit Olaf’s vic profile as well as I did

“Why the fuck would you bring her here? You knohat he is”

Nicky nodded “We all do”

“I don’t even knohat that means, Nicky, but fuck, just fuck”

“Argue later, Anita I need you policing your men and your women now,” Edward said

“Shit,” I said, and startedtoward the problems

The sooner I got things straightened out and ized for the public display of affection (PDA), the better It had been indulgent of me, but I still felt better, clearer-headed even I walked around the cars with Nicky and Edward atif violence was the answer, so not great for Leduc, but potentially perfect for Olaf

Leduc was literally up in the faces of Milligan and Custer, his big belly shoving at theone after Rico at the first cris dohich left Angel and Petra standing off to theth hair was almost back to natural white blond; only the last few inches were still the raven black that she’d dyed it Her hair was very straight, but she’d styled it into a faux-1940s hairdo

Her clothes matched the hairstyle Chunky black-and-white heels, with a black pencil skirt that hugged the generous swell of her hips and painted its way down the fullness of her thighs,her look even curvier than I knew she was A little white blouse with black lace tracing the short puff sleeves made her look like a retro sexy secretary from a soft-core porn She was five-eleven; in the heels she had to be at least six-one She glanced back at me, at us, and theonce I saw the clothes It wasn’t what she usually hen she was going out of town on Coalition business, but it was one of her favorite fashions for date nights I’d discuss with her why she’d dress for a date on Coalition business later

At least Pierette was dressed for work, in black stretch jeans fitting into tactical boots identical to mine They looked cuter with jeans than with my tac pants, but the tac pants had more pockets She’d put on a short jacket that left her lower body with just the curve-hugging jeans I had a second of realizing that I liked her ass in the jeans better than Angel’s in the pencil skirt Dating women was still so new to me, it still startledthe two of theht only men did bothered el was inches too tall for his preferences, even if she hadn’t been wearing heels With the hair color and the blue eyes, she wasn’t his ideal victi, or maybe Pierette had Whatever the case, the look on his face was aimed at both of them I wasn’t even sure how I knew that, but I knew