Protecting the Line, Draft 1, CH 04
Eleven of them this time. One of these days, I'll get a full group. I couldn't decide if this was the fFamilies screwing with me, or just life's usual mischief. I open the door where they'd been told to wait for me. "This is the locker room." I...
Protecting the Line, Draft 1, CH 03
Ruffs, Damian thought, as he looked at his reflection. It shouldn't bother him, he knew; age meant little these days, and soon it would mean even less for him. And yet... he missed the unending vitality he felt during his imprisonment. He smiled....
Protecting the Line, Draft 1, CH 02
"Well, well, well," a red fox in a black suit said as Zikabar exited the car, "What's the Denver Bureau doing letting you out of their city limits? Don't they know that--" The mule deer running into him and wrapping his arms around the fox cut him off....
Protecting the Line, Draft 1, CH 01
"Finally," I grumbled as the alpacas walked in the door of the airport's restaurant. Their private jet landed twenty minutes ago, and it didn't take that long to go from the tarmac to here. It was only Juan and his father, Antelmo, accompanied...
Toeing the Line, Draft 1, CH 40
I should have gotten in from the back. I really should get in the habit of doing that. I could have avoided Reilly if I'd done that. I dropped the briefcase on my desk, and instead of heading out the back door, I stared at it. I needed sleep. It...
Protecting the Line, Draft 1, CH 22
"Get the injured upstairs," I instructed. "Anyone with marks like those go in one of the rooms that can be locked from the outside. I'll explain later. Doc Merlin will see to everyone." The blue and red flashing lights announced trouble. But he...
Protecting the Line, Draft 1, CH 21
Damian watched the police cars arrive through the eyes of the agent he's left to watch over Steel Link Security and cursed his brothers. This was them, it had to be. Denton's only other enemy who could mass this kind of attack was the Gray Church, and...
Protecting the Line, Draft 1, CH 20
The world rang, covering's Bret's words. "I'm okay," I said. I took his hand and got to my feet. I was sore, but didn't seem to be bloody. Which was good, and bad. I could move, but I had nothing to draw a sigil with. The ringing was still too loud to...
Protecting the Line, Draft 1, CH 19
Even though the glass I could hear the gunfire, but it was sufficiently muffled to hold a conversation. I turned and looked at the badger seated behind the desk. "How is he doing?" Tom brought up a feed showing a young otter firing until his gun...
Protecting the Line, Draft 1, CH 18
Autopsy was located next to the forensic labs, having a set of reinforced automated double-doors opening outside so bodies could be moved in directly from the coroner's vehicle. From within the building it was a door with biometric a lock that kept it...
Protecting the Line, Draft 1, CH 17
"What--" Tom began as I disconnected the call and brought up Fred's number. "Fred, how fast can you be back in Denver?" "Dent? I'm not done here, The [Family name, something linked to the Aztek?] are pretty sure they have some records of...
Protecting the Line, Draft 1, CH 16
"Show me interrogation room 1," I said for a greeting as I entered the company's security office. A section of the wall came to life at the mink's typing. The room it showed was stark, only large enough for a metal table and two chairs on each...