[How opposed are you to non-lethal violence?]
William slanted a glance in his rear-view mirror at the wolf looking hopefully back at him. They had nearly reached their destination in town and he could feel Anthony’s worry rising into full on protector-of-the-William mode.
He really is Mate, William thought, both touched and amused.
But… he really had to tone it down a little.
“Anthony, we’re just going to go speak with him. We don’t know if he is the culprit or not yet. You should know not to judge someone so quickly without evidence.”
The sullen silence from the back was telling.
William smiled sympathetically as he started looking at street names.
The man William hoped to interview, a Stevie Greaves, was the owner of a back-alley gambling club Evan Stykes used to frequent, and
