CHAPTER 25Kira felt shaky as she listened to the message. Could the police have caught the rogue wolf — or one of the rogue wolves who attacked her?
“I was also wondering if you’d like to have lunch with me,” James Walking Bear’s message continued.
Kira grinned as she wrote down the phone number and called him back. They agreed to meet by 11:00 — plenty of time for lunch. She’d identify the wolf and the police would do the rest. It would be so simple. She jotted down the address and frowned. Animal Control was on Jason Street, south of Denver proper. Kira frowned — she didn’t have a car. She went to the mass transit website to see when RTD ran their buses.
She frowned again. She’d have to take a cab to meet him. It would be a lot easier to turn into a wolf and run down there, but she ha
