by Crissy Smith
She pushed herself off the wall before she slowly made her way to the entry. She held up her weapon and peeked around the splintered frame. The team were glancing around and searching the bathroom and closet, but Kendra already knew that the place was empty.
The manager of the motel had confirmed that he’d rented a room to Trent but he hadn’t been able to say when the last time was that he’d spotted him. Kendra had wanted to wait until she’d confirmed that he was still inside but she’d been overruled by the local captain. Captain Villa, the SWAT boss, had been in charge of this particular operation and was one of the cops who had a problem working with the Marshals. Because of the man’s prejudice against her agency, Kendra had lost her best lead on Trent.
“Fuck,” she spat but walked through the old dirty space. There were empty pizza boxes, beer bottles and other trash. She didn’t spot any clothes, though. She strolled over to the drawers and yanked them open. Empty. She left them hanging open before stomping to the bathroom. It was filthy, but she didn’t feel any moisture in the air, so it must have been a while since it’d been used.
When she walked back into the bedroom she wasn’t surprised that most of the team had moved to the hallway and only the SWAT leader remained.
“I’m sorry,” Sergeant Matthews told her.
She could hear the sincerity in his voice. While his captain had been a complete ass, Matthews seemed like a solid officer and had been willing to listen to her when she’d wanted to wait to verify that Trent was still inside.
Now they’d lost the only connection to Trent.
Kendra shrugged before she rolled her neck around, trying to let go of her aggravation. It wouldn’t be easy to track down Trent again but she was good at her job. “Can you give me a minute?”
“Sure.” He nodded before he left the room.
She didn’t really mind if anyone was in the room with her as she let a little of her animal side out, so the sergeant could have stayed, but she didn’t want any other scents distracting her. She’d mastered bringing the wolf to the edge without fully shifting. It did freak some people out but Kendra didn’t give a shit. Humans could either accept her or get out of her way. Her kind had been hidden for way too long.
When all of the shifter species had united and decided to announce their presence, Kendra had been thrilled. She’d hated hiding who and what she was. Her parents had lived in fear for almost all their lives. They hadn’t known what to do with such a headstrong, independent daughter.
Luck had been on her side when her parents had reached out to the Alpha and he’d taken her under his wing. She owed him so much, and he was one of the reasons that it was so important that Trent was found and all the attacks stopped. She had to get answers.
Kendra stepped closer to the unmade bed. She breathed in deeply as she dropped to her knees. Through the sweat, old food and stale beer, she could pick up on the scent that was unique to Trent. His clothing had been provided in an evidence bag with his file so she could determine that Trent had been in the room. He had been, but the scent was at least twenty-four hours old. The foul aroma of fear was heavy in the room. Something had made Trent flee from this room, and Kendra didn’t believe it was her search for him. No, Trent had some bad people after him and if Kendra didn’t find him first there was a good chance she wouldn’t get to see him alive.
Once she was she was sure she had all she could get from the scene, she stiffened her shoulders and turned to stroll out of the door.
Matthews was leaning against the wall with his ankles crossed while texting on his phone. He glanced up when she joined him.
“I have a buddy that works for the Shifter Coalition. I asked him if I could give you his contact information and he said sure. I know this sting was fucked up and I feel real bad about that,” Matthews told her.
She nodded. “I appreciate that. Too bad your captain doesn’t feel the same.”
Matthews sighed before he slipped his phone into his pocket. “He doesn’t like feds, and the fact that you’re a shifter?” Matthews scoffed. “There was no way that he’d listen to you.”
Kendra wasn’t surprised anymore about how people acted but it still pissed her off. “I’ll deal with him now.”
The smile that spread across Matthews’ face was evil. “Can I watch?”
She laughed. As much as Kendra wished she could shift and teach the captain a real lesson, her Alpha wouldn’t approve. But she could give the captain a piece of her mind. She only played nice for so long. Captain Villa was about to find out why she was the best Marshal in the area.
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About the Author
Crissy Smith lives in Texas with her husband, daughter, and three Labrador retrievers. The three dogs love to curl up under her computer desk and nap while she writes. It doesn’t leave a lot of room for her but what’s a woman to do?
When not writing or reading, she enjoys hunting, camping and shooting. But she has a girly side too and is addicted to pedicures and coffee.
She has been writing since she was a teenager and still loves everything to do with the paranormal. Her stories and characters all have a place in her heart. She loves the Alpha male, the dominant werewolf, and the Master vampire, which find their way in most of her books.
Learn more about the characters she has created at her website where they have their very own page. It will be updated from time to time to let you know what's going on with them. Also you can find out who will be in the next book.
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Crissy loves to hear from readers. You can find her contact information, website and author biography at http://www.totallybound.com.
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