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what it’s worth, I
am
sorry,” he said sincerely. “I would have preferred to tell you the truth, but I was overruled.”
    “By whom? General Grant?”
    “Yes.”
    She wanted her gun back. Then she’d shoot someone. All she needed was the correct target.
    “What
is
the truth? Was my brother really in the SEALs when he disappeared?”
    “No. By then he was working here, as a member of the Alpha Pack team.”
    “But in the beginning, he was with the Navy, right?” That’s what he’d
told
her, all those years. Now she wondered how well she’d known her brother.
    “Yes, he was, just like many of my men before thiscompound opened about five years ago. There was a different team leader then, and I replaced him a little over six months ago.
After
he, Micah, and several other Pack members were allegedly killed.” His gaze bored into her.
    She studied him for a minute, thinking. “The general. Would he be any relation to Mackenzie Grant?”
    Nick nodded. “Jarrod Grant is Mac’s father… and my main contact with the military. We sort of work together.”
    “Wow, you’re all just one big happy family, huh?”
    He ignored her sarcasm. “Most of the time, though we have our squabbles now and then.”
    She stood and paced a little, stopped and stared out the window over his head. The rage had subsided to a bearable level, but the slow burn of anger remained. Along with a big side helping of frustration. “Why didn’t you know?”
    “Excuse me?”
    She looked down at him to see him frowning at her in question. “You claim to be psychic, right? Why didn’t you know what was going to happen to my brother and stop it?”
    His expression became sympathetic. “I’m not psychic; I’m a PreCog. Big difference, because the visions I receive as a PreCog are only a small part of psychic ability. Anyway, I was a special agent with the FBI at the time Micah and the others vanished. I didn’t know the team members seven months ago, but even if I had there’s no guarantee I would’ve seen the event in time to avert it, or at all. I’m not omniscient.”
    “So you pick up what you can, like spotty cable television reception?”
    One corner of his mouth curled up. “Something like that.”
    It was a really nice mouth, too. Sexy. The big bastard was probably an animal in the sack. Though like Dean, the buttoned-down sort wasn’t really her type. Shutting off that line of thinking, she focused on her mission, crossing her arms over her chest. “Okay, the twenty questions routine is wearing me out, and when I’m tired I get cranky. Fill in the blanks for me, starting with what the hell my brother’s job here entails, what he was doing when he disappeared, and what you think happened.”
    Nick took a long time to answer. But when he did, his voice was low and patient. “Like most of the team, Micah’s a wolf shifter. Almost six years ago, when he and several of the others were part of a Navy SEAL team stationed in the mountains of Afghanistan, they were attacked by rogue werewolves.”
    He gave her a few seconds to digest that tidbit, and she took the time. “All right. I’m a cop, and we deal in facts. I
saw
men turn into wolves—and one into a panther. I think maybe I’m in a coma and dreaming, but I’ll go with it.”
    The man chuckled, shaking his head. “No, you’re very much awake, though before long you’ll wish you weren’t.” He paused. “As the survivors recovered from the attack in a military hospital, physicians discovered anomalies in their blood work. It wasn’t long before the first man shifted into a wolf right in his hospital bed, and chaos ensued.”
    “I can imagine.” What a wild tale. But still, she had seen the results with her own two eyes.
    “Studies were conducted on the men, and it wasfound that each of them not only could shift into a wolf but had various special abilities.”
    “Like the one you claim as a PreCog?”
    He didn’t comment on her apparent continuing doubt.