9 @page { margin-bottom: 5.000000pt; margin-top: 5.000000pt; } Chapter 13 I materialized crouched behind the bar in case Hazel was in the club. Immediately I knew something was off. The sound system was completely silent. Only a couple of low voices muttered in the room. The place was usually quiet during the day, but this was downright eerie. I slowly rose, peeking over the scarred surface of the bar. The club was nearly empty, no Hazel in sight. I stood all the way up, noting only two weregators I knew to be low members in the Beasts hierarchy playing cards, and a couple of the older women wiping down tables. There was an atmosphere of nervous expectancy, like these four souls were waiting to hear the outcome of a loved one’s surgery. I had a bad feeling. I rushed back to C.K.’s office, finding it empty. No C.K., no Hazel, and most worrisome of all, no enforcers. I’d always seen at least two representatives of the muscle of the gang here. Something was up, something that had called all the heavies out in force.
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