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Someone else, the same person who had gutted both Tristan and Caro, had done the same to mask their own trail, just like they had with Tristan’s. He was certain of that now. Kanon sagged against the car, staring off into the forest.
    How were they supposed to track someone who never left a trail?
    Tegan slumped against him. “You think we need her?”
    Think? He knew. Kanon tilted his head in a nod. “I think she’s the only one who has a clue about what’s going on.”
    Hair tickled his neck as Tegan leaned his face against Kanon’s shoulder. “Someone has an issue with you. Someone damned good at making sure you’re the suspect.”
    Kanon nodded. Yeah. Someone a lot like the Hound in the building keeping him safe. They needed her all right, because without Lennox, Kanon wasn’t going to be able to keep himself from a silver bullet.
    But for the life of him, he couldn’t figure out why.

Chapter Five

    Magick made her hands ache. It coursed up through her arms, burrowing straight to her bones as she stood, her knees wobbly with the effort. It was one thing to use her magick to erase a trail from average eyes and noses, but to try and conceal one from Shifter Town Enforcement and a Hound pack? The knot in her stomach gave a painful clench. Whoever had killed Tristan and Caro, they were strong. Stronger than the average Hound.
    Ridgeback maybe?
    Lennox bit her bottom lip as she stared at the door. It looked fine. All she had left to do was wipe their scent from the house and porch, and leave only enough that Walker would know she’d came in, walked to the body and headed right back out. Tricky, detailed work. Harder than what the killer had had to do, but not by much.
    Hard enough that it strained her skills to the max. More likely a witch then, Lennox decided. But familiar with how Hounds worked? A forensic witch maybe. Damn. Times like this, it would be nice to stroll into the local Shifter Town Enforcement and help herself to the files, but she couldn’t do that.
    Someone wanted to pin this on Kanon. There would be no calling in favors, no investigating or clearing him publicly until she could get a wrap on this. Kanon wouldn’t get a chance once a murder charge hit his name. No silver bars, no case to plead in court. He’d get a silver bullet through the heart and a six by six plot in a shifter cemetery.
    Queasy, Lennox pressed a hand to her stomach, swallowing back the bile and the fear. She was already in too far, seen too much. If she tried to get help now, she’d lose her job, everything. Bree wouldn’t buy her side of the story over three other pack members, especially not if Lennox owned up to clearing this scene. Or if word got back that she’d been fondling their lion suspects.
    Either way, if this continued to go south or reached past what she could handle, she was going down with them. They’d give her a pine box next to Kanon.
    Since when did a ridgeback help a pair of lions?
    Blowing out a breath she shook out her hands, feeling the magick rise insider her. The unnatural flow coursing through her veins made her inner dog cower back, but she dragged her dog-self up too, rousing the animal’s nose. She sniffed the air, carefully erasing the traces of scent that didn’t belong until there was nothing more than a quick in and out trail.
    By the time she reached the front porch she was stumbling, dazed, and Kanon caught her to keep her from falling face first into the gravel driveway. “Give me five and we’ll call Hennessy,” she whispered into Kanon’s neck.
    “Let me,” Tegan said, and Kanon stepped away as an arm swept under her legs. Normally, she’d have snarled over being carried, but it felt nice. Being able to trust in someone else. She leaned her head against his chest and let him whisk her away to the car. Kanon opened the door so Tegan could set her inside.
    With her head against the vinyl she waited for the daze to ease and the little black dots to stop their dancing. When she