“He took off after one of those damn park rangers showed up. Here! In my house, if you can imagine! I got his name, too. He should be dealt with. I won’t have that kind of—”
“Do not f*****g babble at me, woman!”
Lyle flinched, imagining the look Mary had to be giving Arius. Surprisingly enough, Mary said nothing.
“Your life issues are not mine. Where is the wolf, and what has he done with my psychic?”
Lyle flashed Rafe another look and Rafe responded with a shrug. Whether it was an ‘I don’t f*****g know what Arius is talking about’ or a ‘hey, these things happen’ shrug, Lyle couldn’t tell.
“I told you,” Mary hissed, “he’s not here. He hasn’t been here all afternoon. But he’ll be back. There’s nowhere else for him to go. Not in this city. Besides, I know Lyle. He’s as weak as an abando
