2
“Gentlemen, meet the newest member of the team,” Tonio said when he and Dirk entered the room they used at the station house. “He’s taking Jake’s place.”
“Damn, he’s just a kid,” one of the men muttered.
“Lex’s kid,” Tonio told him.
One of the women arched a delicate golden eyebrow. “Since when did he have a kid?”
Dirk cocked his eyebrow at her in return. “Since twenty-one years ago when I was born?”
“A real young un’,” a handsome brown-haired man said, studying him.
Dirk sighed. “So I’m not as ancient as the rest of you. Shoot me.”
“And waste such a pretty lad? I’m Mattie, by the way. That’s Irene,” she nodded to the blonde, “butwe call her Reni. The bearded, red-haired giant is Bay.”
“Notice she forgot to introduce me. I’m Felan, a wolf-shifter, and a lot older than I look.”
Since he appeared to be twenty-five at most, Dirk asked how old he really was.