Leon
“Sorry, Patriarch Porter,” Yuli sighed from her seat on the other side of my desk. “That was all I could find.”
I had to actively fight the urge to let my displeasure show; I set the open Manila folder flat on my desk and tore my eyes from its contents to assess the expression of the woman before me. She had many talents: to humans, she was a famous retired athlete who had taken up modeling and acting in popular action films… But in our world, the occult world, Yuliya Kotov was the best tracker that L.O.R.E. had to offer and one of the strongest werefelines in existence.
And as an intelligence agent, she could feel all kinds of emotions and not so much as bat an eye.
I huffed out a sigh and returned my attention to the documents before me. Nox had already filled me in on his L.
