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“Ares said he caught the faint scent of a shifter on the wind.” She got to her knees and rolled their trash and empty bottle into the towel, then walked over to stuff it back into an open saddlebag.
“Eirene, come here.”
She dropped the towel in the bag and swung around. “What’s up?”
“Just come here now.” Corbin wasn’t speaking loudly.
Rushing forward, she kept her gaze on Corbin. He headed for her and dove at her as an explosion blasted. Rocks and metal hit her back.
Chapter 24
A damn jackal shifter in human form had found them. He tried to make his five-foot-eight height seem taller by holding his shoulders back and jutting his chin forward. He might be forty or more with a butt-ugly face stuck on a bald head. The black cargo pants and a camo shirt looked out of place on this clown.
The jackal ordered, “Stay where you are until I tell you to move.”
Corbin held Eirene in his arms. She was alive with a strong pulse, but she had scratches on her arms and neck from debris.
That wouldn’t stop him from killing this bastard as soon as he saw an opening.
Walking closer to Corbin, the jackal shifter looked down his pointy nose and said, “Everyone is looking for you, but I told the man paying me I was the only one who could track you down. Me, Mitch the Snitch, known for my investigative skills.”
Corbin dismissed his stupid introduction, wanting to know one thing. “How did you track me to the warehouse and here?”
Grinning like an idiot dying to brag on his limited skills, Mitch said, “I have eyes in the sky, and I had a tracker stuck on your bike at her apartment. You wouldn’t have found it if you’d looked.”
Eyes in the sky? A bird shifter. That’s why Corbin hadn’t picked up a strange shifter scent around his bike. He had never heard of SCIS having an airborne resource. “Who’s paying you?”
Mitch clammed up. “Stop asking questions. I’m the one running this show.”
“Doubtful,” Corbin scoffed. “You’re so afraid of me, you stink of it.”
That wiped away Mitch’s smirk. “I’m not afraid of you. I have another fun toy.” He lifted what looked like some kind of C-4,but Corbin didn’t think that material would explode without a trigger.
He still had to give the gray chunk respect so this fool would not harm Eirene again.
She moved around, regaining consciousness. “What ... happened?”
Corbin hugged her to him. “This jackal asshole blew up the bike.”
She turned her head away from Corbin to face Mitch. “What does SCIS want?”
“Do not confuse me with those bottom-feeding jackals at SCIS. I do unique work for high-dollar clientele.”
“Just who is this client of yours?” Corbin asked. Had to be the Romanian.
Ares came forward hard inside Corbin, yelling,Bear!
Corbin stood and pulled Eirene up.
“Where do you think you’re going?” Mitch asked in a shaky voice while frantically digging in his pants pocket. Did he carry small bombs on his body all the time?
Now Corbin smelled the bear heading for them.
Eirene trembled. “We can’t kill it.”
Mitch finally drew a deep breath and turned around, muttering, “What the hell?”
Ares demanded,Give me the body or we die!
