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he’d just tell her she was crazy – either way she’d know.
    Yes, that was the perfect solution.  Her panic abated, and she soothed her beast.  See – everything will work out for the best.

Chapter Seven
    “Yeah, sucker!”
    Zane fired off three more paintballs, putting his opponent down.  The fact that the opponent was fourteen years old didn’t diminish his enjoyment in the least.
    The kid called him a name he shouldn’t have known at his age and trudged away.  Zane ducked behind a tree as paintballs whizzed past his head.
    His bear howled excitedly.  Damn this was almost as much fun as hunting.  Almost – there was no satisfying kill at the end of this.  Although pelting people with paintballs came close.  And since he started playing, he hadn’t felt angry.  Excited.  Hungry for the chase.  But not angry.  This was better than any therapy ever could be.
    He inhaled and swung out from the tree, paint guns blazing.  His inner bear roared in satisfaction.
    *
    Zane pounded the fists of the other guys on his team.  They’d won – naturally.  The fourteen-year-olds had chosen well in making him their captain.
    Damn paintballing could become addictive.  Helped him work out his anger and gain some clarity.
    He’d been charging around acting like he hadn’t done anything wrong, like the SEA, was wrong to fire him.  But no, he’d been getting worse and worse over the months.  Anger assailing him at every turn.  He’d never learned to control himself properly.  As a teenager, he had Melissa to hold him back.  But when he lost her, he just spiraled until he eventually couldn’t hold back.
    Now, he was going to make an effort to be better, to be more in control.
    His bear snorted, and Zane told him to shut up.  He was in charge, and the bear better get used to it.  The animal sneered but didn’t try to out-dominate him or force the change.
    Zane felt terrific, ten feet tall at that moment.  He grabbed his phone to call Melissa and then faltered.  No, he didn’t… want to.  For once since he met her, he didn’t actually crave speaking to her, hearing her voice or just being near her.  Since the moment he met her, even after she dumped him, he’d always wanted her.  Sure it had been buried after they broke up, barely even negligible, but when she wafted back into his life, it came back tenfold.  But now… he just didn’t feel like he needed her.  There was still an ache inside him for her, but it felt better, more manageable - like it was drifting away.
    Huh .  Look at that.   Progress with his bear.  Progress with his feelings for Melissa.  Paintball was his wonder cure.
    *
    Vargas growled.  “The house phone bug’s gone dead.”
    “Piece of crap,” muttered Jones.
    “You still got other bugs in her place, though?” asked Booker without too much interest.
    “Yeah.  You want me to get in there and put a new one in?”
    Booker considered it for a moment.  “No.  She hasn’t said anything useful on the phone anyway, probably won’t start now.”
    The cheap bugs they used didn’t last long, and usually, they didn’t need them for long.  Not this long.  Either the tip off they got was complete crap and this woman was nothing special, or she was very good at hiding.  He was hoping for the latter.  Otherwise, they’d wasted a lot of time following her around.  She must be shifting, but they hadn’t seen her do it once.  All shifters had to shift at some point. Someone would see her, and someone would talk.  And he needed to know for certain before they took her.
    But then, if they were right, she was special.  The other animals they’d picked up were rare – animals barely seen in the wild, or throwbacks to prehistoric times, animals supposed to be extinct.  But if he was right about her, what she was… that was something incredible.  Something that shouldn’t exist.  She’d be worth a bomb.
    Plus, he’d decided to go after her because he thought it