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his assignments these days were in
plain view of humans or their blasted cameras, transforming into a bear was
never a good choice.
    Hell, he'd stopped to pick locks rather than
knock down the doors at the high school where Tyler worked—even knowing that he
and Adrian were most likely facing down a crazed gunman. It was probably just
as well he hadn't yet met Tyler at that stage. It really didn't help his peace
of mind that his brother had found and married the exact type of partner Kyle
had always wanted. There was no telling how he might have reacted if he'd known
Tyler before that awful day. The school may have had some rather strange,
bear-shaped holes in their doors.
    It was seriously a shock to feel Alex's
thumb smooth over the back of his. Kyle hadn't even realized they were still
holding hands. Embarrassed by his stumbling explanation, Kyle moved his arm and
placed his hand back on the steering wheel.
    "I guess…um…you probably need to report
in…to…" How the fuck had he forgotten the man beside him was a cop? By
cooperating with Kyle, and running from the car when his bosses had stopped it
remotely, Alex was either considered a criminal or listed as kidnapped. Yeah,
they were several hundred miles away from where they'd met, but global
communication meant the distance was a lot smaller than it used to be.
"What did you mean when you mentioned 'internal affairs' earlier?"
    Alex shook his head, perhaps trying to
decide whether to confide in Alex or not. After a long moment, he exhaled a
deep breath and answered Kyle's question.
    "My partner is suspected of being
involved in some sort of crime syndicate. Internal affairs approached me a few
months ago and asked for my help." He gave Alex a crooked smile. "I
figured if he was clean, I'd be able to help clear his name, and well, if he
wasn't, then he was getting what he deserved." Alex laughed softly.
"I might have reconsidered if I'd known the guy and the rest of his family
could turn into hyenas."
    "An incident like this is going to
cause trouble for your career, isn't it?"
    "Probably," Alex said with a
grimace, "but my conscience is clear."
    Alex nodded. It wasn't always easy to do the
right thing, but thankfully the world had people like Alex who were willing to
do it even when it cost them personally. It was a rather humbling observation.
Kyle had seen so many horrible things over the years that it was sometimes easy
to forget that there were humans like Alex among them.
    "What about you?" Alex asked after
several minutes of silence. "Your ID was in your wallet and your phone is
probably smashed. My guess is that since we haven't heard anything on the radio
news, that Terry and his friends want to keep this quiet, but that might
actually be worse than having to explain yourself to a
judge."
    "The phone has already been wiped of
information, Brody would have done that remotely once he'd identified where I
was. Kyle Barton is one of my aliases. His home address doesn't actually exist,
so the only link they have to me is you."
    "And if they assume I've been taken
against my will…"
    Alex didn't finish the sentence, but they
both knew where it was leading.
    "Yeah, I wasn't planning on doing jail
time this century, but if that's what it takes to keep you safe, I'm happy to
do it."
    "What the hell?" Alex asked, his
voice giving away his shock. "You did nothing wrong."
    "And neither did you," Kyle said,
wondering how to explain, "but since keeping the secret of paranormals is
more important than me doing a few years behind bars, it's not really a
problem." Kyle laughed, hoping to lighten the mood. "Hell, after the
past few decades of nonstop work it'd almost be a vacation."
    Alex shook his head, obviously disturbed by
the possibilities, but he didn't talk again until after they'd found a public
payphone and he'd checked in with his contact at internal affairs.
     

Chapter Five
     
    The motel wasn't much to look at from the
outside. So far the most impressive