Read Online The Others 03 Vision in Silver by Anne Bishop - Free Book Online Page B
Authors: Anne Bishop
Ads: Link
you need a lawyer?”
“Not yet,” Simon replied thoughtfully. “Two buildings across the street fromthe Courtyard are for sale. We want someone to look at them and tell us if they are suitable dens. If we buy them, we will need to hire a human who can settle the legal papers.”
“Some of the
terra indigene
are going to live outside the Courtyard?” Monty asked. Simon Wolfgard was a progressive leader. He’d opened some stores to the general public and had more human employees than any other Courtyard on the continent. But he wondered if the Wolf wasn’t being a bit
too
progressive right now.
“No,” Simon said. “We’ll offer them to humans who are being driven out of their dens because they choose to work with us or for us. Like Kowalski and Ruthie.”
Douglas Burke was a big man whose blue eyes usually held a fierce kind of friendliness. But the look in those eyes as he rose from his chair behind the desk was fierce enough to make Simon growl in response.
“Excuse me?” Burke said.
Simon stopped growling and looked at all of them. “Kowalski didn’t tell you?”
“I haven’t heard about this,” Burke said with enough anger that Monty felt the heat of it. “What about you, Lieutenant?”
“No,” Monty replied. “I knew something was bothering him. I figured he would talk to me when he was ready.”
“Why not ask Kowalski to take a look if he’s the one who might be living there?” Pete asked.
“The humans who live there now would know his face,” Simon said. “We want someone to look before the humans realize the Courtyard wants to buy the buildings.”
“I’ll charge my usual hourly rate,” Pete said. “You’ll get a written report about each building. All right if I bring my wife? She’s the handyman in our family.”
Simon cocked his head. “Your wife is male?”
Pete blinked. “No. I just meant she’s the one who likes working with tools and doing repairs.”
“Do you have someone to watch the children?” Burke asked.
“We can watch the puppies,” Simon said.
Leap of faith,
Monty thought, watching Pete struggle with the thought of handing his children over to Wolves . . . and whatever else might become curious about small humans.
“All right. Thanks,” Pete said. “Is tomorrow soon enough?”
Simon nodded as he pulled a folded piece of paper out of his jeans pocket. “This is the phone number for Howling Good Reads. Call there when you’re ready to look at the houses. Here are the addresses on Crowfield Avenue and the phone number on the For Salesigns.”
“I’ll set up an appointment with the property agent, and Eve and I will see you tomorrow.”
Monty wondered if Simon was waiting for Pete to leave before telling them about the other thing that had brought a Wolf to a police station. There were aspects of the Courtyard the Others didn’t share lightly. On the other hand, if Pete was going to do some house hunting for them, he was bound to meet the Courtyard’s carefully guarded and special employee.
Simon studied Pete for a moment, then turned to Burke. “Have the police been told to search for girls left on the side of the road?”
“Any particular kind of girl?” Burke asked quietly.
“Girls with silver razors. Girls who are gestating.” Simon growled. “Roadkill.”
Burke’s eyes looked like blue ice. “Here in Lakeside?”
Simon shook his head. “Beyond Lakeside and Great Island.”
“How . . . accurate . . . is your information?”
“We sent out a warning to all the
terra indigene
in Thaisia because of what we were told. They’re already searching. You’re the last pack to hear the warning.”
“We’ll get the word out. Lieutenant?”
Monty looked at Simon and motioned toward the door. “I’ll walk you out.”
“My scent here is fresh. I can find the door to outside.” Simon cocked his head. “This walking. It’s like a female in a story saying she’s going to powder her nose when she’s really going
“Not yet,” Simon replied thoughtfully. “Two buildings across the street fromthe Courtyard are for sale. We want someone to look at them and tell us if they are suitable dens. If we buy them, we will need to hire a human who can settle the legal papers.”
“Some of the
terra indigene
are going to live outside the Courtyard?” Monty asked. Simon Wolfgard was a progressive leader. He’d opened some stores to the general public and had more human employees than any other Courtyard on the continent. But he wondered if the Wolf wasn’t being a bit
too
progressive right now.
“No,” Simon said. “We’ll offer them to humans who are being driven out of their dens because they choose to work with us or for us. Like Kowalski and Ruthie.”
Douglas Burke was a big man whose blue eyes usually held a fierce kind of friendliness. But the look in those eyes as he rose from his chair behind the desk was fierce enough to make Simon growl in response.
“Excuse me?” Burke said.
Simon stopped growling and looked at all of them. “Kowalski didn’t tell you?”
“I haven’t heard about this,” Burke said with enough anger that Monty felt the heat of it. “What about you, Lieutenant?”
“No,” Monty replied. “I knew something was bothering him. I figured he would talk to me when he was ready.”
“Why not ask Kowalski to take a look if he’s the one who might be living there?” Pete asked.
“The humans who live there now would know his face,” Simon said. “We want someone to look before the humans realize the Courtyard wants to buy the buildings.”
“I’ll charge my usual hourly rate,” Pete said. “You’ll get a written report about each building. All right if I bring my wife? She’s the handyman in our family.”
Simon cocked his head. “Your wife is male?”
Pete blinked. “No. I just meant she’s the one who likes working with tools and doing repairs.”
“Do you have someone to watch the children?” Burke asked.
“We can watch the puppies,” Simon said.
Leap of faith,
Monty thought, watching Pete struggle with the thought of handing his children over to Wolves . . . and whatever else might become curious about small humans.
“All right. Thanks,” Pete said. “Is tomorrow soon enough?”
Simon nodded as he pulled a folded piece of paper out of his jeans pocket. “This is the phone number for Howling Good Reads. Call there when you’re ready to look at the houses. Here are the addresses on Crowfield Avenue and the phone number on the For Salesigns.”
“I’ll set up an appointment with the property agent, and Eve and I will see you tomorrow.”
Monty wondered if Simon was waiting for Pete to leave before telling them about the other thing that had brought a Wolf to a police station. There were aspects of the Courtyard the Others didn’t share lightly. On the other hand, if Pete was going to do some house hunting for them, he was bound to meet the Courtyard’s carefully guarded and special employee.
Simon studied Pete for a moment, then turned to Burke. “Have the police been told to search for girls left on the side of the road?”
“Any particular kind of girl?” Burke asked quietly.
“Girls with silver razors. Girls who are gestating.” Simon growled. “Roadkill.”
Burke’s eyes looked like blue ice. “Here in Lakeside?”
Simon shook his head. “Beyond Lakeside and Great Island.”
“How . . . accurate . . . is your information?”
“We sent out a warning to all the
terra indigene
in Thaisia because of what we were told. They’re already searching. You’re the last pack to hear the warning.”
“We’ll get the word out. Lieutenant?”
Monty looked at Simon and motioned toward the door. “I’ll walk you out.”
“My scent here is fresh. I can find the door to outside.” Simon cocked his head. “This walking. It’s like a female in a story saying she’s going to powder her nose when she’s really going
Similar Books
