For Your Paws Only (Supernatural Enforcers Agency #2) Read Online Free PDF Page A

boyfriend.
    Her small animal mewled in agreement. Yep, look out Cutter - she was coming for him .
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    It was a bitter disappointment to note that Cutter was leaving in the opposite direction as soon as she made it up to the office floor.
    Lucie deflated a little and made her way back to the elevator. She’d give him the benefit of the doubt. He was kind of busy trying to fill in for his polar bear shifter boss; she could understand why he needed to leave in a hurry. She just hoped he wasn’t running away on her account. Her hedgehog chuffed at her. Yep, they’d get him tomorrow .
    “Oh, Lucie, I’m glad I caught you,” called her very harried-looking boss, Cecile.
    Cecile was a Director at the SEA, in charge of medical and maintenance staff. She was a swan shifter and usually tackled life with zen-like calm. Unlike the other Directors, she was on a first name basis with all her staff – often acting more like a mother hen than a boss - and was captain of the office softball team. Today, however, she appeared to be having a bad day.
    Lucie shook off her own discontent at missing Cutter and plastered a bright smile on her face. Like Aunt Mae always said, ‘when life gives you lemons, just quit your whining and eat your darn lemons.’ Aunt Mae said the oddest things, but she combined a smiley outlook on life with a steely resolve that would make a rhino shifter pause before going up against her.
    “Hi, Cecile, what can I do for you?”
    Cecile waved the piece of paper she held in her hand. “I have good news; we’ve found a new medical examiner, and he starts tomorrow. We can finally get rid of that Doctor freaking Frankenstein.”
    Lucie’s eyes widened in surprise; it was the first time she’d ever heard her boss badmouth anyone. The crotchety, retired, raccoon, Marvin didn’t get on with anyone, but usually Cecile always found some good in everyone.
    The swan shifter shook her head. “I’m sorry; that was unprofessional. I’m just having a bad day.”
    “Do you want to talk about it?” offered Lucie.
    “No, it’s nothing an hour in the batting cages won’t fix. Let’s just say I’ll be glad when the newest member of the Alpha team gets reassigned. Damn wolf shifter seems to have eight hands.”
    Yes, there were a lot of female agents who had also already come to that same conclusion about Dale. Lucie, for her part, hoped to stay off his radar. His type seemed to be tall blondes, so most likely she was safe from his dubious charms. Another reason she was more than content with being short and having tawny brown hair - even if she did need help to reach the top shelf at her local grocery shop. However, Dale had taken to showing up in the medical bay at odd times. She’d come back from the bathroom and he’d suddenly be there. Maybe he was into Helga. Well, she was tall and blonde, but also happily married with seven children. Her husband was a mole shifter and a half a foot shorter than her – he was in awe of his Valkyrie-like wife, and darn they did look cute together.
    “So, his name is Doctor Rick Powers…”
    “Great name,” commented Lucie.
    “Agreed, and he’s a lion shifter. He’s been with the SEA for five years, and previously he was at the SEA offices in Serpens City, Illinois. Would you mind showing him around and getting him settled in tomorrow?”
    “Of course not.”
    Cecile seemed to lose a little of her tenseness. “Thank you. I can’t wait to give Marvin the good news. He can go back to butchering rounds of golf instead of our corpses.”
    Lucie raised an eyebrow and Cecile chuckled ruefully.
    “Sorry, I know – completely unprofessional. I’m just glad that I won’t be getting any more complaints from irate family members about the stitch jobs Marvin does after he finishes their autopsies.”
    Lucie winced. She had to admit that Doctor Frankenstein wasn’t a bad fit for Marvin. Families want to send their loved ones into the next life with dignity, not having them