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."Why in the hell are you trusting her?""I haven't had much choice," I snapped."In case you haven't noticed, things have been sort of desperate lately.""You know she's not human," my double said."You know she was at the scene of the crime, at Marcone's restaurant, where Spike was torn up.You know she has some kind of hold on a group of young people, the favorite targets of the creatures of the Nevernever.In fact, you can be pretty damn sure that she is a shapeshifter of one kind or another, who isn't telling you the whole truth, but still comes asking for your help.""Like I can throw stones for not telling the whole truth," I said.Hngh, my double said in answer."But you haven't confronted her about what she isn't telling you.Those kids.Who the hell were they, and what were they doing? What is she getting them into? And why was she keeping it a secret from MacFinn? He didn't recognize the names when you dropped them.""All right, all right," I said."I was going to talk to her anyway.As soon as I wake up."My double chuckled."If things are that leisurely.These murders are still happening, and they're starting to pile up.Are you serious about doing something about them?""You know that I am."My double nodded firmly."I'm glad we agree on something.Let's look at some facts.MacFinn couldn't have committed all the murders.Most particularly, he couldn't have committed the most important murder—the industrialist, Marcone's partner.He and his bodyguard were killed the night after the full moon.And Spike was wiped out the night before the full moon.MacFinn doesn't have any control over his shapeshifting.He couldn't have been the one to pull off those murders.""So who could have?" I asked."His fiancée.The men were ripped apart by an animal.""But the FBI lab said that it wasn't a true wolf that did it.""Werewolves are slightly different from real wolves," my double said."How do you know that?" I demanded."I'm the intuition, remember?" my double said."Think about it.If you were going to change yourself into a wolf, do you think you could hold that image in your head, perfectly exact? Do you think you could make all the millions of subtle, tiny changes in skeletal and muscular structure?Magic doesn't just work—a mind has to direct it, shape it.Your emotions, your feelings toward wolves would color it, too, change the image and the shape.Ask Bob, next chance you get.I'm sure he'll tell you I'm right.""Okay, okay," I said."I'll buy that.But the FBI said that there was more than one set of tooth marks and prints, too.""MacFinn explains some of them.During last month's full moon, he probably killed some people when his circle went ka-blooey.""And the group Tera had—they called themselves the Alphas—could explain the rest of them, if they were shapeshifters.""Now you're catching on," my double said, approval in his tone."You're smarter than you look.""Do you think they were behind spoiling MacFinn's containment circle?The fancy one with all the silver and stuff?""They had the knowledge to do it, through Tera.Tera could have let them in, providing opportunity," my double said."But they didn't have a motive," I said."Why would they have done it?""Because Tera told them to, maybe?"I frowned and nodded."She is a creature of the Nevernever.Who knows what's going through her—its head.It doesn't necessarily have to be understandable by human logic."My double shook his head."I don't buy that.I saw the way she looked at MacFinn—and how she sacrificed herself to divert the FBI and the police so that he could escape.Your instincts are telling you that she is in love with MacFinn, and that she wouldn't act against him.""Yeah.You told me that about Elaine, too," I shot back, another pang of memory going through my chest."That was a long time ago," my double said defensively."I've had time to get keener since then.And less easy to distract.""All right," I sighed."So where does that leave us?""I don't think we've run into the real killers yet.The ones who ruined MacFinn's circle and whacked the mob guys on the non-full-moon nights."I squinted at my double."You think so?"He nodded and stroked his beard again."Unless the Alphas are doing it without Tera knowing, and they look a little too bright-eyed and bushy-tailed to be doing that.I think it's someone else entirely.Someone trying to set up MacFinn and take him out of the picture.""But why?""Maybe because they didn't want him putting the Northwest Passage Project through.Or, gee, maybe because he's a freaking werewolf, Harry, and someone caught on to it and wanted him dead.You know that there are organizations who would do that—some of the Venatori Umbrorum, members of the White Council, others who are in the know.""But you don't think I've seen them, yet?""I don't think you've picked them out from the background," my double said."Keep your eyes open, all right? Which brings us to the next topic of discussion.""Does it?"My double nodded."Threat assessment.You've got all kinds of things staring you right in the face, and you're not noticing them.I don't want you to get killed because you're too distracted." He glanced to one side, frowned, and said, "We're almost out of time.""We wouldn't be if you weren't such a wiseass.""Bite me," my double said."Don't forget Marcone.You pissed him off by not taking the deal he offered you.He thinks the killers are coming after him next, and he might be right.He's scared, and scared people do stupid things—like trying to off the only man in town who has a chance of stopping what's going on.""Let me worry about Marcone," I said."I am you, and I'm worried.Next is the cops.Some of Murphy's people are dead [ Pobierz całość w formacie PDF ]

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