Dena spun around. Where had the man...dragon disappeared? Taurian had been right behind her, but when she reached her car in one of New Orleans' outdoor parking lots, but now he was nowhere to be seen.
She checked her car, then across the street.
As much as she wanted to show him the sights and sounds of the modern world, she had other obligations. An appointment in twenty minutes with a sweet Pitbull named Rocky for his checkup of his diabetes.
"Taurian!" she hissed, then whispered, "I don't have time for this."
She jogged up the sidewalk, scanning in the windows of the shops for him. There was no way he could have gotten ahead of her that quickly. She retraced her steps, following the path he took when he raced away from her.
Then she stopped short when she spotted Taurian at the other end of the street.