Chapter 39: Mate's Touch

Lainie knew just by looking at the man in the doorway that he was ready to bolt. Yet, Rance seemed determined to attempt to talk the man out of his weapon. She gripped the handle of her gun tighter, wanting to shake her head, but not wanting to give anything away to the thug enduring an intercession with Rance. Big town cops and their stupid ways. He’s had a chip on his shoulder since he showed up at my crime scene, thinking he knows how best to handle things. All big city cops are the same, no matter how much their eyes smoldered.

Lainie watched as the intruder took a deep breath, and her panther sensed what was about to take place and growled. Then, just as she knew would happen, the punk turned and darted away, jumping off the porch onto the grass as he attempted his escape.