The leopard, no doubt communicating telepathically with Kurt, rose from his crouch and walked across the lawn toward the house.
Reluctantly, I lowered my g*n. Even though I wanted to take out the brothers’ allies, I couldn’t kill someone who hadn’t committed a clear-cut crime. Maybe the leopard had killed humans numerous times, but maybe he hadn’t.
The spotted feline disappeared back inside. Nobody else came out.
I walked back to my car, planning to check the fence company next. Maybe the person who’d been making bullets for the shifters would have some good intelligence. And maybe it would give me ideas for how to lure away members of the Pride—or even lure the Pardus brothers out by themselves—so I wouldn’t have to deal with so many enemies at once.
The Sepes Fencing Company was loca
