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ll of people who knew that Richard and I had been making out。 I preferred danger to embarrassment any day。 I was used to danger。
The bathroom was just off the living room； so when I opened the door； they were all there； clustered on or around the couch。 They glanced at me as I stepped out； and I nodded。 〃Hello。〃
Rafael said； 〃Hello； Anita。〃 He was the Rat King； the wererats equivalent of pack leader。 He was tall； dark； and handsome with strong Mexican features that made his face seem stern。 Only his lips hinted that perhaps there were more smiles than frowns in him。 He was wearing a short…sleeved dress shirt that left the brand on his arm bare。 The brand was in the shape of a crown； and was the mark of kingship。 There was no equivalent mark among the wolves。 Being a lycanthrope meant different things； depending on the animal； different cultures as well as forms。
〃I didn't know the wererats would be interested in the packs' internal squabbles；〃 I said。
〃Marcus is trying to unify all shapeshifters under one leader。〃
〃Let me guess；〃 I said； 〃he gets to be leader。〃
Rafael gave a small smile。 〃Yes。〃
〃So you've thrown in with Richard as the lesser evil？〃 I made it a question。
〃I've thrown in with Richard because he is a man of his word。 Marcus has no honor。 His bitch Raina has seen to that。〃
〃I still think if we killed Raina； Marcus might be willing to talk with us。〃 This from a woman who I thought I'd seen before but couldn't place。 She sat on the floor sipping coffee from a mug。 She had short blond hair； and was wearing a pink nylon jogging suit； jacket open over a pink T…shirt。 It was a jogging suit made for looking at； not working out in； and I remembered her。 I'd seen her at the Lunatic Cafe； Raina's restaurant。 Her name was Christine。 She wasn't a wolf； she was a weretiger。 She was here to speak on behalf of the independent shapeshifters。 Those who didn't have enough people to have a leader。 Not every kind of lycanthropy was equally contagious。 You could get cut to pieces by a weretiger and not get it。 A werewolf could barely cut you and you got furry。 Almost none of the cat…based lycanthropy was as contagious as wolf and rat。 No one knew why。 It was just the way it worked。
Richard introduced me to about fifteen others； first names only。
I said hi and leaned against the wall by the door。 The couch was full； and so was the floor。 Besides； I liked being out of reach of any shapeshifter I didn't know。 Just a precaution。
〃Actually； I've met Christine before；〃 I said。
〃Yes；〃 Christine said； 〃the night you killed Alfred。〃
I shrugged。 〃Yeah。〃
〃Why didn't you kill Raina last night when you had the chance？〃 she said。
Before I could answer； Richard interrupted。 〃If we kill Raina；〃 he said； 〃Marcus will hunt us all down。〃
〃I don't think he's up to the job；〃 Sylvie said。
Richard shook his head。 〃No； I still won't give up on Marcus。〃
No one said anything； but the looks on their faces were enough。 They agreed with me。 Richard was going to get himself killed and hang his followers out to dry。
Louie came out of the kitchen carrying two mugs of coffee。 He smiled at me。 Louie was Richard's best friend； and he'd gone on a lot of hiking dates with us。 He was five foot six； with eyes darker than my own； true black； not just darkest brown。 His baby…fine black hair had been cut recently。 He'd worn it long for all the time I'd known him； not a fashion statement like Richard； he just never got around to getting it cut。 Now it was short enough that his ears showed； and he looked older； more like a professor with a doctorate in biology。 He was a wererat； and one of Rafael's lieutenants。 He handed me one of the mugs。
〃These meetings have been so much more pleasant since Richard bought that coffeemaker。 Thanks to you。〃
I took a big breath of coffee； and felt better instantly。 Coffee might not be a cure…all； but it was close。 〃I'm not sure everyone is happy to see me。〃
〃They're scared。 It makes them a little hostile。〃
Stephen came out of the guest room dressed in clothes that fit too well to be Richard's。 A blue dress shirt； tucked into faded blue jeans。 The only man in the room that was close to Richard's size was Jason。 Jason never minded sharing his clothes。
〃Why does everyone look so grim？〃 I asked。
Louie leaned against the wall； sipping coffee。 〃Jean…Claude withdrew his support of Marcus and threw in with Richard。 I can't believe neither of them mentioned that。〃
〃They said something about having formed a bargain； but they didn't explain。〃 I thought about what he'd just told me。 〃Marcus must be pissed。〃
The smile faded from his face。 〃That is an understatement。〃 He looked at me。 〃You don't understand； do you？〃
〃Understand what？〃 I asked。
〃Without Jean…Claude's backing； Marcus doesn't stand a chance of forcing the rest of the shapeshifters under his control。 His dreams of empire building are finished。〃
〃If he doesn't stand a chance； why is everyone so worried？〃
Louie gave a sad smile。 〃What Marcus can't control； he has a tendency to kill。〃
〃You mean he'd start a war？〃
〃Yes。〃
〃Not just with Richard and the pack； you mean； but an all…out war with all the other shapeshifters in town？〃
Louie nodded。 〃Except the wereleopards。 Gabriel is their leader and he sides with Raina。〃
I thought about it for a second or two。 〃Sweet Jesus； it would be a bloodbath。〃
〃And there'd be no way of containing it； Anita。 Some of it would spill over onto the normal world。 There are still three states in this country that will pay hundreds of dollars in bounty for a dead shapeshifter； no questions asked。 A war like this could make the practice look practical。〃
〃Do you two have something better to do？〃 Christine asked。 I was beginning not to like her。 It was she that knocked on the door and interrupted Richard and me。 Frankly； for that I was sort of grateful。 The thought of everyone hearing us go further would have been too embarrassing for words。
Louie moved back to sit on the floor with the others。 I stayed leaning against the wall； sipping my coffee。
〃Are you going to join us？〃 she asked。
〃I'm fine where I am；〃 I said。
〃Too good to sit with us？〃 a man in his late thirties with dark blue eyes asked。 He was about five foot eight； it was hard to tell with him sitting on the floor。 He was dressed in a suit； plete with tie； as if he was on his way to work。 His name was Neal。
〃Not good enough；〃 I said； 〃not good enough by half。〃
〃What the hell's that supposed to mean？〃 he asked。 〃I don't like having a normal here。〃
〃Leave it alone； Neal；〃 Richard said。
〃Why？ She's laughing at us。〃
Richard glanced back at me from his corner of the couch。 〃e join us； Anita？〃
Sylvie was sitting beside Richard； not too close； but still； there was not enough room for me。 Rafael sat on the end of the couch； spine straight； ankle propped on one knee。
〃Couch looks full；〃 I said。
Richard held out his hand to me。 〃We'll make room。〃
〃She isn't even pack；〃 Sylvie said。 〃I won't give up my seat to her。 No offense to you； Anita； you don't know any better。〃 Her voice was matter…of…fact； not hostile； but the look she gave Richard wasn't exactly friendly。
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