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Saber-tooth
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Saber-tooth Copyright© 2006 Jordan Summers
Edited by Briana St. James.
Cover art by Syneca.
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SABER-TOOTH
Jordan Summers
Dedication
To Julia Templeton, Sylvia Day and Kathy Love. Thank you guys for your shoulders
to cry on, ears to bend and words of wisdom.
Chapter One
“A saber-toothed tiger has been spotted at the famous La Brea Tar Pits,” the
television announcer said, his voice filled with excitement and more than a little
skepticism.
Katy Manfred did a double take on the screen as the news station moved its feed
from the studio to a live shot from a hovering helicopter over downtown Los Angeles.
She saw a flash of brownish red move across the screen, but it was too fast to catch what
it was before it disappeared beneath the thick tree-line.
It had to be some kind of joke. A saber-toothed tiger? Puleaseee. Those cats lived in
the Cenozoic period before the Holocene and had been extinct for over eleven thousand
years. Katy snickered. Someone should probably inform the press.
Katy shook her head, sending strawberry blonde hair into her face. She pulled the
hair tie off her wrist and swept her shoulder-length bob into a quick ponytail. She didn’t
bother checking in the mirror to see if it was straight. Katy didn’t care.
The camera filming the famous tar pits, where several prehistoric bones had been
recovered, swung wildly in an attempt to catch the fleeing animal. So far, other than the
flash of movement, which could’ve been a squirrel, all they’d managed to film were
trees and people standing on the sidewalks waving and pointing at the camera. She
laughed. Everyone in L.A. wanted their fifteen minutes of fame. This had to be a
publicity stunt. She tried to recall the upcoming filming schedules she’d read about in
the popular movie industry rag, but nothing came to mind. Katy turned away from the
television, muting the sound just as the phone rang.
“Manfred here.” She paused to listen. “Yes, I saw the news.”
“I want you to try to get to the La Brea Tar Pits before animal control arrives,” Roger
Sylvan said.
“They’re already there. I spotted their truck when the cameras swung around to try
to capture the cat on film.”
“Then I suggest you hurry. You need to catch the animal before they do.”
“Are you sure you want me to do that, sir? Animal control doesn’t like the private
sector stepping on their toes. I’m