“I do. I’m old enough to shift but I’m small for my age, so they threw me in here with the little ones. I was waiting for the chance to move them but I didn’t know how to get away from the guns.”
“I’ll take care of that. You just get the kids downstairs. Do you all understand? I know you’re afraid but you have to run when we say so.”
Kids were clinging to each other, and some were crying, but most of them were nodding. The older ones pulled the younger ones close. They waited.
Finally a man came over and told Phillipe to stand up. “The boss wants to see you.”
“Sure. I don’t know what this is all about, though. I’m not a shifter.”
“He’ll tell you himself.”
“There you are. We were interrupted earlier. I’m Jean-Claude, the leader of the Human Order in New Orleans. As you can see, you’ve
