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believed that the only right message in this situation was ‘fuck off’ but he wasn’t going to argue when it came to dealing with people.
    Stone whistled as he walked out the door, reassured that the situation was under control.
    *
    Francine tried not to shudder.  The cold, lean man in front of her was a snake shifter.  She didn’t have anything against them, exactly .  It’s just that snake shifters tended to be brutal.  Not wonder the most hated judge on American Supernatural Idol was a snake shifter.  The guy was vicious – he made bear shifters cry .
    She’d had her day in court, or at least her morning.  Her lawyer pleaded not guilty for her and some prosecuting bitch – another freaking hyena – had laid it on thick about Francine being a flight risk.  She all but said it was because she was a flighty flamingo.  Her bird bristled with indignation.
    Bail had been set exorbitantly high, and the detective – her fan – had a friend who was a bail bondsman.  He had set up a quick meeting in the hope that she could be free before they actually took her to jail.
    She assessed the man in front of her.  The well-cut suit, neat hair and cold eyes screamed that he was a typical snake shifter - at least, at first glance.  On second glance, this snake shifter didn’t seem all that fierce.  On closer look, he seemed a little rumpled.  His face was unshaven, and his eyes didn’t so much have bags as luggage.  He sat in the seat opposite with the weariness of someone who hadn’t slept in a very long time.
    “Right, I’m Marcus Blau.  I’m your bail bond agent.  I need ten percent of your bail in order to get you out.  Then you turn up for your court date, and we’re all square.  Got it?”  He said all this in a long stream and all in a tired, monotonous voice.  He closed his eyes for a few moments, and Francine wondered if he was trying to sleep.
    “Ummm, I don’t have that much money.”  Even if she sold everything she owned – including her body – she would never have that much money.
    Marcus sighed the sigh of a man who knew this was going to happen, but really hoped it wouldn’t.  He opened his eyes again.  “Do you have a car?  Or some expensive jewelry?”
    “I’m between vehicles and all my jewelry is fake.”  She had lots of pairs of shoes, but they did decrease in value the moment you stepped out the store in them.
    “Your bail was pretty steep…”
    “Please don’t leave me in jail,” begged Francine.  She prided herself that she could act happily in any situation – meeting an ex’s new girlfriend, holding her younger sister’s children.  But she didn’t think she could manage to pretend to be happy for a protracted amount of time in jail.
    He sighed again.  “I’m sorry…”  He paused as his phone rang.  His eyebrow only twitched slightly at the ring tone – ‘Baby Love’.  “Do you mind?”
    Francine shook her head.
    He stood up and walked a couple of steps away.  “Hey, beautiful… uh huh… I’m sorry… yep will do… yep… newborn… I know the size, beautiful… I’ll pick up some cream, too… I’ll be home soon… soon… no, soon… I promise… no, I promise… soon… alright, I love you… no, I do… of course, I do… you’ll always be the sexiest woman in the world to me… no, I mean it… I love you, and I’ll see you soon.”
    He ended the call and sat down again.
    “How old?” she asked.
    He raised an eyebrow.
    “New baby, right?”
    Marcus was too tired to affect his usual chilly standoffishness.  “Twins and they’re two weeks old, and neither of them seems to have slept a wink since they were born.”
    She smiled kindly.  “And your mate’s exhausted and firmly under the impression that she’s no longer attractive.”
    He looked at her warily.  “Yeah, that about sums it up.”
    Francine scooted forward, almost in a conspiratorial fashion.  “My friend went through the same thing when her triplets were