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again, Doug.”
    “No
worries, Harper. You’ll be back to your old self in no time.” He leaned over
and whispered, “Although I kind of like you this way.”
    Before
she could ask him what he meant, Axel interjected, “Whose home is this?”
    Doug
cleared his throat. “His name was Ben, and he was found about an hour ago.” He
led them through the gate and towards a workshop next to the alley.
    “What
about the police?” she whispered to Axel.
    “We
run the police, dear,” he whispered back with amusement.
    This
is one messed up town, Harper
thought to herself.
    You
have no idea, Axel responded in her
head, making her jump. She glared at him so he knew not to spook her like that
in the future, and he laughed at her.
    Doug
glanced back at them with curiosity, and Axel indicated that he should keep
talking. “He was killed by a blow to the head, and after death he was bitten
all over his body. It’s like someone is trying to frame us.”
    Gross, Harper thought.
    Tell
me about it. Axel had invaded her
privacy again.
    Stop! She thought-yelled at him and he
sent her a feeling akin to demeaning amusement.
    Harper
tried to send her frustration through the bond, and it must have worked because
he laughed. Doug stared at him in bewilderment.
    Axel
said, “My apologies. What was his age?”
    “68.
He had two children, both adults.”
    They
came upon the workshop door, and Doug looked at Harper before turning the knob.
She nodded her confirmation, and he opened the door. Her senses picked up the
smell of death, making her sneeze loudly. Harper caught a glimpse of a large
foot beyond the doorway and decided it would probably be better for her to
remain outside after all.
    As
Axel and Doug entered the garage, Harper explored the backyard. It was large,
for a house in the city. The grass had been watered and manicured often.
Someone had attended to the multiple flower beds and filled the hummingbird
feeding often.
    She
vaguely remembered this neighborhood from high school; one of her friends used
to live a few houses down the block. It was a quiet home, but now it reeked of
sadness and death.
    Harper
gazed around, feeling that déjà vu feeling that must have been cause by her
wolf. It was possible that she had known the man, met him one day, or perhaps
she had raked his yard clear of leaves. Regardless, those memories were all
lost.
    She
felt Axel’s sense of regret through the bond as he examined Ben’s body. Harper asked
him, Who would do such a thing?
    I
have a few people in mind, he
replied while exiting the garage. Their eyes locked, and Harper’s heart
stuttered. Someone definitely needed to take this man down a few attractiveness
notches, or she would never be able to carry on a coherent conversation.
    “Aren’t
we able to smell the murderer?” Harper asked as Doug emerged.
    He
shook his head. “Whoever it was had taken extreme measures to mask their scent.
Also, the bites were made with an artificial tool to keep DNA evidence off the
body.”
    Harper
suddenly felt sick, but she refused to puke. She was tougher than this, dang
it. Axel must have felt her nausea because he immediately came by her side.
    “Come
on, Harper. Let’s get you home.” He placed a gentle hand on her lower back to
guide her to the car. She let him, knowing the contact comforted his troubled
wolf.
    He
opened the door for Harper and she slid inside the comforting seat. Taking deep
breaths, the sickness eventually faded. Axel knew she was upset from the murder
but he left her alone.
    “I’m
sorry, Harper, I shouldn’t have take you to see that,” he said after a few
minutes, giving her an apologetic glance.
    “It
was my choice, so don’t be sorry. I’m glad I went.”
    After
they had left the house far behind, Harper was able to relax. She gazed out the
window and tried to count the differences in her small city. There were way too
many for comfort.
    She
turned to Axel and asked, “What’s your last