Free Lucy's Wolverine (Lilly Town Shifters) by Bobbie Palmer Page A

doesn’t live with his mother. He has no family.”
                  “Okay…” Lexi said, sounding unsure.
                  “He’s in the other room. Can I call you later?”
                  “Oh! Yeah, but I want some details when you do. And no getting caught up in your books and ignoring me.”
                  “You know I don’t do that intentionally, right?” Lucy asked awkwardly. If that were true, she felt really bad. When she was caught up in a book, she tended to forget that other people existed.
                  “I know. Just don’t forget. I know you, and you’ve been writing for so long that we’re all used to it. Don’t forget to call Mom and Dad: it’s been a while since they have talked to you.”
                  “Okay, how about I give them a quick call now so they feel loved?” she said with a smile.
                  “Sounds good. Just don’t forget about the hunk you have there.”
                  “I won’t. I think it’ll be a little hard,” she said with a smile.
                  “Good. I love you sis.”
                  “Love you more sis,” Lucy said with a laugh and hung up.
    ***
                  “I am with the Baltimore Police Department. There is a suspect who was shot here last night. What we don’t know is his identity. That is, is there anyone from the area missing since yesterday?” he asked.
                  “I’m sorry, I haven’t noticed anyone missing. I hope you find whoever it is,” the shop owner said.
                  “Thank you for your time,” he said with a smile. Damn, he’d been walking around town all morning and hadn’t found anything. He’d seen some shifters walking around, and all he’d wanted to do was pull out his gun and shoot them, but he was in public so couldn’t. But oh he’d wanted to. He could just imagine the blood pouring from their chests, their hearts struggling to beat. He couldn’t wait to see that sight again.
                  He asked the next person he saw and got the same answer. Fuck!
    ***
                  “Sir, have you found out anything?” Paul asked when he walked up.
                  “No, nothing. Are they all protecting him? Does this entire community know about shifters?” his boss almost yelled.
                  Paul looked around, but no one seemed to be paying them any attention. “Sir, you need to calm down. We are in public. Someone could hear us. A shifter could hear us and know we’re here.”
                  “You’re right. Thank you. Let’s keep asking around,” he said.
                  “Yes sir.”
                  “Excuse me, we’re with the police and there was a man in an accident and we think he’s from this town. We can’t find any ID on him. Is there anyone you noticed who could be missing?” Paul asked a woman who was walking by.
                  “Yeah, now that you mention it, Mike Talon, the bartender at Bill’s, wasn’t in last night. He’s usually there. I thought it was a little odd, but I assumed he took off. Maybe it’s him?” the woman answered.
                  Paul looked over and saw his boss listening in. He walked up to them and said, “Tall? Blond hair? Well-built?”
                  “Yeah, that’s Mike,” she said. ”Is he okay?”
                  “We think he’ll be okay, but we were trying to find his family to let them know,” Paul said, taking over. He was more of a people person. He could see the excitement in his boss’s face.
                  “I’m sorry to tell you, but he doesn’t have any family,” she said with a sad smile.
                  “Thank you so much for your help,” Paul said, and they walked away from the woman.