Chapter 17

Before they did anything else, they stood silently, listening for movement that said Ms. Grant might be in one of what they presumed were bedrooms, behind the two doors off the hallway next to the living room. Because they were shifters, their hearing was acute enough they would have heard even the sound of breathing.

“We’re good,” Kyle said softly. “Let’s make ourselves at home until she gets back.”

“And scare the shit out of her when she comes through the door?”

“It is what it is. Besides, her being frightened will give us the initial edge. Of course, if she has company…”

“Hopefully, that won’t happen,” Brax replied. “But if so, you take him, I’ll deal with her.”