It’s a good day for a drive. Grant rests one hand on Eve’s thigh while the other holds the steering wheel. He can hardly remember the last time he actually drove himself anywhere. If he couldn’t shimmer there, he would have his driver chauffeur him.
Eve is taking in the city. It’s different now that Cal and the Helldogs are gone along with their contracts. She knows it’s a good thing, but the city seems so desolate now. Almost as if it has been abandoned. Where did all the people go? What are they afraid of?
As they suspected, the Helldogs didn’t completely disappear or leave the city. They are hiding somewhere, making trouble any chance they get. With no contracts, they are like hungry viscous animals. They make the werewolves look like sheep in comparison. They’ll attack anything tha
