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“Are you with the FBI?” Regardless of
their employer, she’d tried to kill someone. She would go to jail. She had no
intention of confessing if she didn’t have to, and only if they gave her
immunity.
    “No, ma’am. We aren’t with
the government, per se. Anything you tell us will be kept in strictest
confidence. We don’t arrest people.”
    Some of her tension eased. Not that she didn’t believe Harvey Couch
was capable of being a drug lord, but his business really did bring in au
pairs.
    “I worked one day for Couch.
As far as I could tell, he ran a business that provided nannies for American
families. I never saw or heard anything drug related.” Though what did she
really know? He certainly wouldn’t have confided in her if he had been doing
something illegal.
    “That may be true, but we
also suspect he might be trafficking humans illegally. The Au Pairs for U might
be a front for his other business.”
    Oh,
crap .
    Dante removed his arms from along
the back of the sofa and his happy-go-lucky charm diffused. “That’s why we need
to know what you found out. Maybe you saw something you weren’t supposed to,
and Harvey decided to eliminate you.”
    Bile rushed to her mouth. “I
didn’t see anything.” Other than his
appointments for the rest of the week. She’d copied them all down. With nothing more to add, she continued, “Can we get back to these wolves?”
    “Okay. Tell me exactly what you saw.” Trax seemed
single minded in his determination to find out her connection to Couch and was
unwilling to share.
    She inhaled, praying she was
doing the right thing. “I was in shock mind you, but when the dogs, I mean the
wolves, ran back to the van, my vision blurred for a moment. First, I saw the
pile of fur grow. Human legs replaced their short stubby ones. Next I spotted
arms coming out of this mass and then a head formed. By the time those things
got into the van, they were fully human.”
    She studied the men’s faces
but neither showed any expression. Not shock, acceptance, or confusion. Neither
said anything for a while.
    “Crazy, huh?”
    Trax leaned forward and
placed his elbows on his knees. She’d never seen a more alluringly powerful
man. His gaze caught hers and it was as if he could see straight into her soul.
“Harvey Couch and his men are what we call werewolves.”
    An invisible hand seemed to
punch her in the belly. “You’re pulling my leg, right?”
    “No, ma’am. You said you saw
wolves change into men.”
    Yes, she had. Oh, my fucking God. It had been real.“No way.”
    “Are you doubting what you
saw?”
    Yes . “Are we talking about werewolves that
howl at the moon, and when they bite a human, that human is turned?”
    Trax’s jaw hardened whereas
Dante’s lips lifted a little.
    “Ma’am. That’s all stuff from
Hollywood. Couch and his men look and act like humans, albeit bad ones. They
can shift into wolves when it suits their purpose. They don’t change humans
into werewolves. One needs to have a werewolf father
to be a werewol f.”
    She slumped back. Her whole
world was basically a lie. Right now, she wasn’t sure she wanted to know much more.
Trax seemed to have a lock on this werewolf stuff. “How do you know so much?”
    “Get dressed and clean up.
We’ll talk then.”
    The only comforting thing was
that Trax had confirmed she wasn’t crazy. Getting warm and being away from
these men for a few minutes might help her sort through the rubble.
    She gimped into the bathroom,
brushed her teeth, and splashed water on her face. While she was warmer than
when she’d first come in, her feet were like ice and her hair still damp. Not
wanting to keep them waiting, she pulled on jeans that she had to hop to get in
to, a loose T-shirt, a baggy sweater, warm socks, and boots. The socks had been
the hardest to get on with her injured hand.
    Now she almost felt human , but couldn’t button her jeans. Damn it. She pulled her sweater down over the
waistband and went