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scan and saw that all twenty-two other Trackers were there. I closed behind me one of the two doors leading into the conference room. The place was filled with the hum and buzz of conversation as I walked to the conference room table.
    Ice, a Shifter born in Manhattan, was lucky that Mandisa, a very dangerous Abatwa Fae from South Africa, didn’t shoot him with a poison-tipped arrow when he made a smart-mouthed comment to her. I grimaced, but she just gave him one of her deadly stares. I so never wanted to be on the receiving end of that look from her.
    Kelly and Fere—my two least favorite Trackers—were arguing over something, but I couldn’t catch more than a few words that didn’t make any sense out of context.
    Olivia, the only human Tracker, was talking with Lawan. I was so happy to see Olivia wasn’t in the middle of some debate with one of the other beings in our crew.
    We were by no means a quiet, peaceable, humble, much less diplomatic bunch. The team was made up of just about every type of personality and paranorm race, but when it came to being Trackers for the most part we were alphas.
    We were tough, take charge, and kickass all the way. Even though there were the two Trackers I didn’t get along with—putting it mildly—I would still trust them at my back any day.
    At the large conference table that could seat as many as twenty-six, I slid into a chair. I was sitting with Joshua, a Shadow Shifter from Australia on one side of me and on the other side was one of my best friends, Nadia, a Siren from the Bermuda Triangle.
    Joshua turned his head and gave me a grin and a wink before looking away and continuing his conversation with Nakano, a Japanese Shifter.
    It would have been easy to be offended by Joshua’s arrogant demeanor and what seemed like a cocky attitude, but I’d learned to appreciate him a lot over the past two cases. That despite his making a few sexist comments that almost had Angel removing his head with the barbed whip she carried at her side.
    “Hi, Nyx.” Nadia scooted her chair a little to the right so that I could get to my seat more easily.
    “Do you know what’s up?” I asked her. It was kind of a dumb question because I was so close to Rodán that no one else in our group found out about something relating to our work before I did. Rodán was one of my closest friends.
    So it wasn’t a surprise when she shook her head. “Do you know?”
    I leaned back in my chair that both rocked and swiveled. “I talked with Rodán this morning and I’m assuming this has to do with something that’s been attacking norms as well as paranorms.”
    Nadia looked concerned and her thick red hair fell over her shoulder as she leaned toward me. “What is it?”
    “No idea.” I kept my voice low. “Hopefully Rodán knows more now than we did when we talked.”
    “After what everyone went through with the Vampires, we really need a break. Especially you.” She frowned. “This doesn’t have anything to do with Vampires, does it?”
    “We’re pretty sure it doesn’t,” I said. “No doubt Rodán will be filling everyone in.”
    “Hmmm…” Nadia tipped her head to the side and gave a teasing grin. “At least you got to vacation in Belize with Adam Boyd.”
    A smile crept over my face. “Yes, at least we had that.”
    “Where are you tracking tonight?” she asked.
    I shrugged. “Rodán will no doubt make assignments whenever he gets here.”
    Not having a set territory anymore felt more freeing and I didn’t miss it. Out of the twenty-three Trackers in New York City, fifteen had their own territories that they covered each night. The other eight were either rovers or special teams. We could really use more Trackers, but the Great Guardian apparently didn’t think the same.
    I glanced at Angel, Joshua, Mandisa, Nakano, and Max, who had all joined us at the beginning of the Werewolf case. The GG had hired them to aid our forces but belatedly as far as I was concerned. Before the