Page 55 of Wolf Bound

Then Shannon brought in coffee for Chase and Carl. Kira, Shannon, and Fisher had tea. Carl brought in his cake and sat back down at the table.

“Have you ever reported on something because everyone was saying the same thing, like for instance, a spouse had murdered his wife, and it turned out the neighbor did it, but the spouse has to live with the accusation for the rest of his life?” Fisher asked.

“No. I want the truth. That’s why I’m considered an investigative reporter. I don’t repeat something that half of the town, and sometimes even the prosecutor’s office, is saying. It’s easy to get caught up in the sensationalism of a case, but if you have it wrong?” Carl shook his head. “I don’t want to be issuing a statement of apology for getting it wrong. By then? The damage is already done.”

“I agree.” Kira had a lot more respect for the news reporter then. Her phone jingled and she pulled it out to see that the call was from her boss again. “Yes, sir?”

“Tell Fisher that he is officially a special agent working with us with full pay and benefits now. He’ll still have to go through rigorous training with us in Houston once he has fully recovered from his injuries,” Martin said.

She smiled broadly at Fisher. “He will be thrilled to learn of it. Would you like to speak to him?”

“Yeah. I tried to call him on his phone, but it’s going to voicemail.”

“Okay. Martin wants to talk to you, Fisher.” She handed the phone to him, beaming.

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Fisher took the phone from Kira and hoped that Martin truly had good news for him. “I’ll speak with you outside, sir. We have a cougar reporter at the house.”

“I wouldn’t whisper a word about anything you wouldn’t want the world to know about.” Carl licked his fork clean.

Still, Fisher didn’t want to speak in front of Carl in case it was for his ears only. Feeling like he was walking on air, Fisher went out on the back deck and looked at the beauty of Lake Buchanan. Trees wearing coats of yellow, red, green, and purple reflected in the water that rippled with the breeze while white clouds floated across the blue sky.

“Yes, sir?”

“Your phone is off.” Martin sounded annoyed with him.

Here Fisher thought from the way Kira had been smiling at him that Martin had good news for him.

“Sorry, sir.” He fished his phone out of his pocket and switched it on. “We were listening to the kidnapper being interrogated and I didn’t want it to ring in the viewing room. I completely forgot to turn it back on.” Talk about making a big mistake.

“Do you want to work for us?”

“Hell, yeah.” Fisher did a little dance on the back deck, then looked back at the windows to make sure no one was watching him. Both the twin girls were. He smiled and waved at them. They giggled and ran off, their dog chasing after them.

“Okay, I’ll send the paperwork to you, and you need to fill it out and send it back to me. You go on the payroll today. You still have to go through our rigorous training program and if you don’t pass it, you’re out.”

“Yes, sir.”

“You and Kira keep each other safe,” Martin said.

“Absolutely, sir.”

“Turn your phone’s ringer on.”

“Already done, sir.”

“I’ll see you when you come to Houston.”

“Thank you, sir, for this opportunity to serve our kind.”

“You’ll earn it. Talk later.”

Then they ended the call and Fisher glanced back at the windows, but the girls hadn’t returned. He walked into the house and handed Kira’s phone to her. And smiled. “So maybe we can team up together on more missions.”

Kira quickly rose from her seat and gave him a warm embrace. “I sure hope so. We’ll have to celebrate the good news. Oh, but what about your pack leaders?”

“They put in a good word for me too. They will be happy for me. But I do need to tell them and my brothers and the rest of my cousins that I got the job.”

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