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weird half-time life in Patricia Keith’s body.
    Levi pulled me out of my morose musings. “I
need some help here, Brandilynn. Even the smallest tidbit of
information might be worth something. The cops have nothing. As
much as I hate to admit it, Tristan’s my only hope.”
    I sighed. I didn’t want to talk to my ex. But
eight shifters in four months ... this was a big deal. If Fulton
Falls’ champion of para rights didn’t know what was going on, he
needed to.
    “I’ll try. I’ll talk to Tristan and the
others.”
    “Great. Here are pictures of my instructors.”
Levi handed me some shots, obviously the agents’ federal
identification photos. I looked them over. A weregator and werehog,
both men, both late thirties, early forties. Strong and proud. They
sure didn’t look like people who would up and leave with no
warning.
    I shook my head, knowing what I was up
against when it came to Tristan. “I can’t promise anything. Most of
the paras are as freaked out by what happened to me and Patricia as
Tristan is. I hadn’t made many friends among their kind before I
got sucked into this body.”
    “No pun intended?” Levi teased. “I’m not
surprised you weren’t popular with the shifters. I remember how you
had a few bad habits when it came to political correctness.”
    I squirmed at the reminder. When Levi and I
first met, I had bad manners. Okay, I’ll be frank. I was bigoted. I
had been that way in life when it came to paras, and becoming one
myself as a ghost had not cured me of some unfortunate habits. I’d
referred to shifters as ‘varmints’. Nowadays I would never say such
a thing, especially to someone like Gerald.
    I acknowledged that I hadn’t endeared myself
to my supernatural fellows before I’d ended up in Patricia’s body.
“Gerald is one of the few that will still talk to me.”
    “He thinks enough of you to play
protector.”
    Again I had to admit, at least to myself,
that Gerald’s kindnesses probably had more to do with the form I
currently took than with me myself. But that doesn’t change the
fact he’s been a rock. I owed that man a lot, no matter the
reason.
    Levi eyed the distant mint green car shining
in the moonlight with a wry smile. “I guess I won’t chase the big
cat up a tree.” Forever the smarty pants, the agent gave me an
overt ogling. “At least he’s getting something out of his kindness.
You know, I’ve never had a vampire before. As far as possessions
go, this is one of your better ones.”
    I released enough of my glamour to flash him
fangs. “No, Levi. No and always no.”
    With that, I turned on my heel and stalked
away, grabbing up my BP9 as I went. But I didn’t open a new bottle,
even though Levi’s laugh made my temper spike yet again.
    Stupid werewolf.
     
     
    Chapter 2

    By the time Gerald drove me to downtown
Fulton Falls, I’d regained my equilibrium. I guzzled BP9 along the
way until I felt it sloshing around inside my gut. I had to face
both Dan and Tristan in the same night. I was determined to have my
more ferocious instincts under control.
    The second factor helping me was Gerald. As
big and bad as he was, he was also a calming influence. I think
there is nothing he won’t do to make me feel better. Even though
his musical tastes run more in line with Kanye and Jay Z, he found
a station playing what I like. It’s hard to pout when you’ve got a
250-pound-plus muscle-bound werepanther next to you singing
‘Stronger’ at the top of his lungs. Plus dancing behind the
steering wheel like nobody’s business. He went on to do the same
with ‘Shake It Off’. He kept smacking my arm to join in despite
knowing my singing voice has a lot in common with the mellow sounds
of a chainsaw. He didn’t wince when I gave in and did the tunes so
much damage, laughing my fool head off the whole while.
    The last bit putting me in a more serene
state of mind was the car. I’ve rode in the fanciest luxury autos
around, but there was something