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complicated enough.
    She needed another option. “I can’t take this home. I don’t even know what it eats.”
    Lucien said, “Probably anything it wants, and I’m talking live food.”
    Not what she’d wanted to hear. “How did that tikbalang thing capture this familiar if he’s that dangerous?”
    Glancing around the dark room, Lucien speculated, “The familiar might have been hiding here if...” he hesitated, then shook off whatever he was going to say. “I don’t know, but if someone with power was controlling the tikbalang, they might have sent it to capture the familiar. The tikbalang could’ve even brought the dogs to use as bait for the familiar, and shoved them in there when we showed up.”
    Evalle wanted to know what Lucien held back, but no one was pulling a word out of him if he didn’t want to share.
    “Why would anyone want a witch’s familiar?” This from Casper.
    Lucien shrugged. “I have no idea. Just throwing out possibilities for why it would be here with the dogs.”
    Evalle smiled at Casper. He’d been with her through a lot of missions, after all.
    Casper crossed his arms. “No use wastin’ those rare pearly whites on me, Sunshine. I don’t have any majik mojo for containing that critter. You either take it with you or turn it loose.”
    Crud. If she turned this critter loose it might get lost forever or eat everything in its path. “Fine. If I’m stuck with this miniature land piranha, then you two can deal with Sen.”
    Sen served as the liaison between VIPER agents and their Tribunal, a ruling body of three deities who made decisions and passed judgment on nonhumans living in the human world. If humans had a clue what actually went on, they’d probably run screaming, which was why VIPER kept nonhuman activity hidden. Even Sen had to follow that rule.
    He hated Evalle with a passion that she’d never understood, and she didn’t like him any better because of it.
    She wasn’t alone in that club.
    As a testament to just how much Lucien did not want any part of the witch’s familiar, he nodded. “We’ll handle this and Sen.”
    Casper added, “I’ll get in touch with our people in animal control.”
    Evalle realized something else. “I don’t have Rowan’s new number. Maybe you could just call her...” Her voice trailed off as Lucien fished out his phone and punched in numbers.
    Her phone played the default jingle.
    While her phone continued repeating the jingle two more times before quieting, Lucien said, “Now you have her number.”
    She’d never seen Lucien so unwilling to touch something. In fact, Trey said that Lucien had once drawn a dark energy out of Rowan after a powerful Kujoo magician who answered to a Hindu god had found a way inside her mind. Rowan was one of the most powerful witches Evalle had ever seen, so anything capable of controlling her mind would have to be badass. Trey had been impressed by Lucien’s abilities, and considering all that Trey had seen as a Belador warrior, it took a lot to impress him.
    Evalle couldn’t stand around and debate this any longer.
    She told Lucien and Casper, “In that case, I’m off duty.” She struck out for Storm’s Land Cruiser parked two blocks away.
    Should she just go home and see what Storm thought?
    No. She was not bringing anything home that might shake the fragile truce Feenix and Storm had been working under for more than a month.
    Feenix had stopped eating anything silver that belonged to Storm, and Storm had been using his majik to animate toys for her pet gargoyle.
    Life was in balance most days.
    She gave the shaggy critter another look and decided he was a male until she learned differently. “What am I going to do with you?”
    The mutt-familiar showed his fangs, but made no sound.
    She took that to mean he had no answers either.
    With a little luck, this critter would belong to a white witch Rowan knew. Problem solved. If not, Evalle would have to report it to VIPER, which would then make