Page 10 of Dragon's Desire

Peter and Kiercy approached the car with the two teens and opened a door. “Come on out fellas,” Peter instructed.

Kiercy, looked both boys in the eye and said, “I need you to tell me exactly what happened, even though I’m sure you’ve explained it multiple times already.”

“Can we go home then?” the first teen asked.

Peter tried to get a handle on them. “Listen gents. You seem like a decent couple of blokes. I don’t figure we need to keep you out all night. Your parents are probably worried sick. Just tell us what we need and we’ll get you out of here. What are your names?”

“I’m Drew and this is Chuck.” The first teen said.

“Chuck? Seriously? Your mother is the real criminal here,” Peter razzed the kid.

Kiercy smacked Peter with her shoulder with a disgusted look. “Please don’t listen to him, he has low blood sugar. Tell me what happened.

“Well, we was just goofin on the steps over there,” Chuck pointed to their whereabouts. “We like hanging out near‘Unveiled’because… well, sometimes weird shit happens.”

“Unveiled?” Kiercy asked.

“It’s a paranormal only night club right there. Well, this is the back side of it,” Peter added.

“Yeah, so you know, we were hanging and sure enough this were-panther and were-tiger came out the back and started going to town on each other.” Drew said.

“How do you know what they were?” Peter wondered.

“Because they totally shifted before they started. They were all growling and yowling, dude it was fuckin’ crazy.” Chuck was all too happy to use his hands to more visually represent the goings on.

“Okay, settle down you great horny toad,” Peter tried to get the kid to simmer.

“So, this weird dude came out of nowhere in robes and had a staff. He says ‘join or be judged’.”

Kiercy cut Drew off, “He said those exact words?”

“Yeah, just like that. And there was like lightning or something. The phone went all screwy after that.”

“Phone, because you filmed it?” Peter asked Drew.

“Sure did. Here.” Drew fumbled through his phone and to call up the video, and the scene played out exactly as he had described.

Kiercy took the phone and attempted to zoom in on the face of the mysterious figure. “We need to send this to the lab and see if they can enhance it and run it through our face recognition database.”

“Oh, that won’t be necessary darling,” Peter said.

Kiercy didn’t even ask, just stared at him incredulously.

He went on. “That’s Arthur Legermain. He’s been on my radar for a while now. I’ve heard a lot of chatter about him in hunting circles.”

“We’re going to have a long and unpleasant conversation about what hunting circles are, but you’re sure?” Kiercy sighed not wanting to believe Peter, but she couldn’t deny he was good at his ‘job’.

“Positive, that’s Arthur Legermain, or your tits aren’t made of sugar,” Peter said matter of factly, but the two teens could barely contain snickers.

“God damn, you’re an asshole.” She shook her head and handed the phone back to Drew. “Wait here for the officers.”

“But,” Drew was getting ready to demand they go home, but one look from Kiercy shut it down.

Peter just shook his head. “You try to say something nice, and people get all bent out of shape.”

They walked to the other squad car where an officer was trying to question the lady were-panther.

“What is your name?” the officer asked again with obvious irritation.

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