He’d stopped by Bite first, but Clyde was not happy, and his bar being shut down for the night, barring further investigation, wasn’t helping. Vice artfully avoided him by putting Cain in the blast line to ask questions. When Cain came outside, he told Vice what he’d found out, which was not much. It was then that Vice took Jinx’s protégé to Howl. For recon purposes, of course. Cain had disappeared into one of the tunnel-like halls toward the back, and Vice couldn’t let him get lucky alone. And luckily, he didn’t have to. “Hey Vice, haven’t seen you in a while,” Katya purred as she came up from behind him. “Been busy.” Katya was a lioness shifter. Normally, all the big cat shifters kept to themselves, because cats and wolves had never been the best of friends. But every once in a while . . .
