supposed to make his job easier. Yeah-fucking-right.
“Didn’t you check? Didn’t you fucking investigate? Ten fucking years we’ve been doing this, and you didn’t check first?!”
The doctor had been quick to report the problem with the giraffe shifter, and Booker’s solution. Bitch .
“Look, she’s not the first we had to put down.”
He groaned. “Tell me you covered your tracks.”
Booker held his tongue. Did he think this was his first day? “We dumped the body in a shitty part of town, and the van’s in a chop shop. There’s no way it can come back to us. SEA will be chasing their tails.”
“It better not get back to you. If it does, you’re on your own.”
His gorilla sneered. “Yeah, wouldn’t want to ruin your reputation.”
The male bristled. “You get paid well for all the risks you take, don’t you?”
“Humph. How’s the auction shaping up?”
“Not great. I don’t even have half the interest I had last year.”
Booker sighed. “Yeah, well, last year we had a pterodactyl – that was a real fucking boon.”
The guy who bought her paid millions. Apparently, she now lives in a cage in the buyer’s bedroom. Could be worse, some of these rich bastards buy the rare species to eat. Booker wasn’t easily disgusted, but that did it for him.
“I sent out a few preliminary pictures of the sabre-tooth tiger, and I have a lot of females interested in him. Women love cats. And there’s high interest in the mammoth but not much else. Doubt we’ll even break a million for a giant penguin. We need more.”
“Yeah, I’m working on it, but pickings are slim.” He thought of Sky Danvers. “I might have something big, but I can’t be sure yet.” Bitch was making it difficult for him by refusing to shift. Course he could just abduct her and kill her if she turned out to be a regular horse. But killing wasn’t his first choice – mostly because it heightened the chance of getting caught, and Sky’s uncle was the alpha of a pretty affluent herd in Montana.
He blew out a breath. “I’ll have the doctor send out some more feelers.”
Booker snorted. “Fat lot of fucking good that’ll do.”
“She’s useful.”
“Yeah, for Vargas to dip his wick.” Far as he could see, her only use was in keeping Vargas in line. Fucking expensive and whiny prostitute.
“She’s an expert on extinct species, her spiel at the auction will be useful. She stays.”
“Sure.” Vargas will be thrilled.
“Just… just be careful of the next one. We don’t want the SEA sniffing around.”
Booker laughed. “Ten years and they haven’t caught on; they won’t start now.”
Chapter Eleven
Zane fit new locks; her apartment was as safe and secure as it was going to get without bars on the windows, guard dogs, and electronic locks. All good ideas that Sky shot down.
Zane grabbed his phone and called Wes – a liger shifter he used to work with at the SEA.
The liger, currently temporarily assigned to missing persons, sounded harassed and complained about his caseload while Zane listened impatiently. But yeah, eventually, he agreed to run some background checks. Zane wanted them for Ethan and Erik.
“Maybe this is something that should be reported to the SEA officially,” Wes said.
Maybe Zane thought guiltily. And his bear was in two minds about that too. For one thing, he didn’t want anyone getting near her – and that included any random male SEA agents. Then again, the SEA had a heck of a lot more resources than he did, even though he was currently making use of most of them. But the SEA was busy and tied up in knots by dumb laws. If they found out it was Ethan being a dick, all they would do was get a restraining order. Yeah, like a fucking piece of paper would ever stop a shit for brains wolf shifter. No, if it was Ethan, Zane was already considering a more permanent solution…
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