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last time you saw the Ravens?" I asked.
    "Yes. I didn't think my security camera was pointed in that direction, but I caught Donna getting into the car after Abe backed out of the garage."
    "So you only saw Donna. Not Abe."
    "No, I saw both of them, but the camera only recorded Donna."
    "I see," I said. "Is it possible to get a copy of the recording?"
    "I don't know how to do that," Gerta said. "All this electronic stuff just goes right past me. Can you come back to the house and take a look?"
    "Let me check my schedule for this afternoon, Ms. Britt. Hold, please."
    It took two minutes to find Mike and attempt to tell him what Gerta found. "Check on it," he waved a hand. He was busy sorting through photographs in the e-mail sent by Marine Animal Sanctuary.
    That meant I had to find a ride, or drive myself in my TinyCar.
    After considering the bad mood Kory was in, I opted for the TinyCar.
    * * *
    "You have mud and sand on your heels," Kory pointed out as I walked past him in the parking garage to get to my TinyCar.
    "Damn." I lifted a foot to look.
    He was right.
    "I have a pair of athletic shoes in the car," I mumbled. "I'll change."
    "Which one's yours?" he asked as I started walking again.
    "The blue TinyCar," I muttered without turning.
    "A TinyCar?" His laugh grated on my nerves.
    "Yeah. It belongs to my aunt," I said and kept walking.
    * * *
    Kordevik
    A TinyCar. I didn't consider them cars. They were glorified skateboards in my opinion. She said it belonged to her aunt. As far as I knew, she only had one aunt—her father's half-sister—and that one had never visited this planet.
    Didn't make any sense to me.
    "Hey, where are you going?" I trotted after her. She was climbing into the TinyCar when I caught up with her.
    "Back to Gerta Britt's," she said. "Claims she found the Ravens on her security camera recording. Has no idea how to transfer the images, so I'm off to take a look."
    "Are you sure that's safe?" I asked.
    "Gerta Britt isn't dangerous," she said, her blue eyes raking over me, haggard face and all.
    "I meant in this thing that isn't a car," I said, suddenly defensive. "A stiff breeze will blow you to Chicago."
    "Awesome. I've never been to Chicago." She started the car and put it in gear.
    "I can drive you," I offered.
    Wait. What kind of difik was I? I hated her .
    "Get in your excessively large car, Kory Wilson, and take a nap. I think you need it," she snapped and drove away.
    I cursed as she drove away—not only had she pissed me off—she was right.
    * * *
    Lexsi
    Gerta was right—electronics went right past her. I had to search the recorder for the images again—she'd managed to lose them. After nearly half an hour of her leaning over my shoulder while I watched a small monitor in a closet devoted to her security system, I found the images she'd reported.
    "See, that's Donna getting in the car. Normally she'd get in while it was parked in the garage. Maybe she forgot something."
    Donna was dressed in a gown and diamonds, I could see that. Gerta had a decent security camera, at least. Donna's evening dress had a bolero jacket dripping in glittery fringe and her hair was swept up in an impressive French pleat, with a comb that matched the glittery fringe.
    A lot of money had been spent on that dress—it had designer exclusive written all over it.
    Before I left Gerta's house, I had a copy of the images on a flash drive to take back to the station. Wherever the Ravens had gone that night, I'd bet it wasn't just to dinner.
    * * *
    Kordevik
    Things had changed when I got home from work; Watson was asleep, the vampire wide awake.
    I was surprised Watson trusted the vamp well enough to take a nap on the sofa.
    "Name's Mason," he extended his hand. "Thanks for last night. The wolf says you changed into something, but he wasn't sure what it was. Doesn't matter—you saved my ass."
    "I only saved it last night," I said, hanging my jacket on the hall tree and studying the vamp who occupied the easy chair in