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fucking usual – and he cocked his head at Vargas, who bodily lifted the small doctor away.  He motioned to his other men to prepare to advance.
    They all held tranq rifles, and they had orders to give the man everything they had.  There was always the possibility it might kill him, but that was a risk he was willing to take.  If he died, they could stuff his body and sell him – they’d still get money for that.
    A twig broke to his left, and the target looked up, eyes narrowing in that direction
    Fuck it.   Booker whistled, and they emerged, shooting the man as he let out a horrific roar.  Time to go catch a mammoth shifter.
    *
    Los Lobos
    “Hello Zane,” sighed Juliet.
    The bear shifter grumbled as he ducked out from his spot behind the ficus.  She gave him a patient smile and sipped some more champagne.  She didn’t care for the bubbles.  If she couldn’t have blood, she preferred drinking chocolate.  But this was a swanky party, and she doubted anyone would be willing to donate a few pints to her, or that they had any Swiss Miss on hand.
    “Hey fangs, looking good.”  He smirked insouciantly.
    Juliet preened at the comment, smoothing down her evening dress.  The compliment made up for the fact that the dress had to be let out at the hips and bust while a foot had to be removed from the hem.  The current style was to be tall and curveless, while Juliet was small and rounded.  So small she sometimes had to shop in the junior miss section.  Course she always strained the bust, but that had never been an issue.
    “How did you get in?”
    Zane shrugged, and the smirk never left him.  “Pretended to be escorting an old lady.”  He waved at Mrs. Astor – ninety if she was a day - who giggled girlishly and waved in return.  She was dripping diamonds and clothed in a dress that cost the same amount of money to feed a family of six for forty years.  “Security didn’t dare say anything to her, and she liked the attention.”
    Juliet laughed.  “I’ll bet, make sure you leave before she wants an escort home.  I hear she has tentacle-like hands.”
    His amusement dipped a little on hearing that, making her laugh louder.
    The event was a fundraiser hosted by Christian Hawk – one of Los Lobos’ most eligible and wealthiest bachelors and who fancied himself as a philanthropist.  Well, he certainly didn’t seem to do any work – so she guessed philanthropy could be considered a job.  The party was in aid of raising money to save the rainforest and the endangered species within.  Last month it was for battered women.  The month before, save the whales.  His interests were varied.  He came across a great man, handsome, charming, generous – which is why Juliet couldn’t help but distrust him.  You don’t get to be as old as she was without a healthy dose of cynicism.  But she had been invited.  Nay, he had personally called her and insisted she attend.  They had met at last month's fundraiser.  She was a board member for the charity to help women in abusive relationships – something close to her heart – and he had taken a shine to her.
    “What exactly are you doing here?” she asked Zane.  The wealthy snobs hardly seemed like Zane’s sort of people – they certainly weren’t hers.
    “I started my own detective agency.”
    “I heard, congratulations.”
    “I’m supposed to be tailing that guy over there for his wife.”  He nodded to a portly, youngish man in a tuxedo eyeing the appetizers while trying not to drool.
    “His wife suspects him of cheating?”  Indeed, the fact that he had a wife in the first place seemed miraculous.  The idea of him attracting a mistress as well seemed unlikely.  She’d heard that lightning could strike twice, but come on!
    “Cheating on his diet.  I need to get pictures of him stuffing his face.”
    “Ah.” She looked at him again, seeing the need in his eyes as a waitress with egg rolls strolled past him.  “I doubt you’ll be