Chapter 12“You’re going to wear a track into the floor, pup.”
Leah grimaced as she stopped pacing, and turned to face where Amy stood behind the bar at the Howl. “Can you blame me?”
“No,” Amy admitted, “I suppose not.” She looked down to her phone. “They should be here soon.”
“Right. Lady still watching the door?”
“Mmm-hm.” Amy polished a glass, then looked over to the side door that led to the stairwell access. “Fantasma should be down in a mo, too.”
“What do you think they’ve found?” Leah walked to the bar, considered sitting, looked back toward the door, then turned again. “What do we do once we know?”
Amy shrugged. “Depending on what it is…if it’s enough to make a solid case, we’ll take it to Martin and the rest of the council. Especially if they can…” Amy stopped polishing, look
