Identity: Chapter Twenty-Five

CHAPTER TWENTY-FIVE NED Almost as one, there was a collective gasp from the audience. Ned felt his jaw fall down in shock. The screen was supposed to have shown something to do with SF Metro's distinguished history, but instead, it showed a clear...

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Identity: Chapter Twenty-Four

CHAPTER TWENTY-FOUR NED "You have not yet had me arrested" the wolf observed, calmly. They were moving slowly with the other dancers, now, and Ned found to his annoyance that she seemed to know the dance better than he did. He had never counted...

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Identity: Chapter Twenty-Three

CHAPTER TWENTY-THREE NED The crowd couldn't seem to tear its eyes from them. Garrett was looking superb in a spendy black tux, his fur glistening in the entrance light so that Ned wondered how people could ever say that coyotes had a dull fur...

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Identity: Chapter Twenty-Two

CHAPTER TWENTY-TWO MIKEY St Anne's Memorial Hospital was a sprawling, modernist building, mostly glass and steel, with the hospital's name spelled out in large red letters. Mikey had been there a few times before, but only so far as the parking...

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Identity: Chapter Twenty-One

CHAPTER TWENTY-ONE NED "You have to tell Garrett" Scarlett insisted. Ned looked up at her from the table, glancing around to make sure none of the other bar patrons were listening. "I'm not sure I should." Because that was what he'd torn himself...

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Identity: Chapter Twenty

CHAPTER TWENTY NED Blood was literally everywhere. It had dried for the most part, so at least it wasn't dripping, but dark crimson stained the top of the coffin, the alter, the carpeted floor around them. The fennec's head stared in open-eyed...

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Identity: Chapter Nineteen

CHAPTER NINETEEN NED Garrett's bed was pleasantly soft under Ned's back as he lay there panting, feeling Garrett's paw on his sticky sheath, his own arm wrapped around the coyote's shoulder. The bedroom window was open, allowing the scents of...

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Identity: Chapter Eighteen

CHAPTER EIGHTTEEN MIKEY Joey wanted to go out that night, so Mikey had relented into going to dinner at a steakhouse called the Bunkhouse, which according to one of Joey's friends at the hospital, served decent prime rib. The place was crazy busy,...

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Identity: Chapter Seventeen

CHAPTER SEVENTEEN NED The files concerning San Fernando's recent rise in organised crime were as unorganised as they were extensive. Apparently, whoever had originally compiled all of this information and evidence had had a system of...

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Identity: Chapter Sixteen

CHAPTER SIXTEEN NED "Please tell me this didn't actually happen" Lennox said. Ned wanted to look away, to look at anything other than the lieutenant's expression of disappointment, whether that be out the window, where it was foggy yet again,...

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Identity: Chapter Fifteen

CHAPTER FIFTEEN MARVIN The usual manager at the Tiger's Tail Nightclub was down with some kind of flu, so it was the assistant-manager, a slender white fox named Frank Thomas, who was giving Marvin Feeley the rundown of the month's business. The...

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Identity: Chapter Fourteen

CHAPTER FOURTEEN NED Ned told Lennox about the lawyer's concerns as they were preparing to enter the conference room. Another full-division meeting had been called for, and Captain Williston himself would be attending, yet another sign that the...

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