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probably not, but they were something I did need to learn more about before too much longer.
    Lost in thought as I attempted to make a list of things I thought I should know now, I was surprised when the dogs veered off the main street to Dane’s front yard. My other partner was standing on his front porch, watching Squishy and Speck select potty spots. My Tinies were bundled in their winter coats and intently inspecting potential places.
    “Morning,” he called.
    I turned to walk over. “Morning. Why are you dog sitting?”
    “Logan asked me to. He and Terra are, um, discussing her decision to move out. She’s moving into the suite in the main building.” Dane paused. “With Devon.”
    “Oh, crap.” Logan wasn’t fond of Terra’s crush.
    “Exactly.” He gestured at the big dogs. “What’s up?”
    Squishy noticed Rufus then, and launched herself at him with shrill barks. I couldn’t make out half of what she screamed at the Rottweiler while rushing to his defense. Unfortunately, I managed to find Speck’s fresh “special spot” right before bending to scoop her up. “Damn it.”
    Dane laughed. “I’ll get some paper towels.”
    He disappeared inside. I limped toward the porch with Squishy under one arm. “Shush. He lost his master, and you’re being really ugly to him.”
    She grumbled, twisting to give Rufus the Evil Doggy Eye. I sat down on the porch steps, nose wrinkled at the smell of poop, and deposited her into my lap. Dane returned with a wad of paper towels. “Here you go.”
    “Thanks. Mind holding the Tiny Terror while I clean off my boot?”
    “No problem.” He took her, and promptly flipped her onto her back in his lap. “I see a little pink tummy.”
    “ Pet, pet, pet! ” She wiggled and whined, her tail wagging.
    He caved to her obvious demands while I began wiping dog crap out of the tread of my boot. “I had a visitor this morning. Nate Brock. He’s a reporter.”
    Dane grimaced. “Uh-oh.”
    “Yeah. The boys flushed him out of the shrubbery.”
    “I’m guessing he had something to say about that, which is why you brought them here.”
    “Bingo. Eww, how does one little dog create so much stink?” I carefully folded the first used paper towel. “Is it okay if they stay here during working hours?”
    “Sure thing. I’ll ask Alanna to let them out, and feed them if we’re working late.” He tickled Squishy’s soft belly, making her squirm in delight.
    “Thank you. I hate to impose like this.”
    “You’re clan. It’s not imposing.” Dane pretended to knock on the side of my head. “When are you going to learn that?”
    “I don’t know.” Because I didn’t know exactly what it meant. That was definitely one of the things I should already know. I finished cleaning my boot, and looked across the street and down a bit, at Logan’s place. “Should I go stick my nose in?”
    He shook his head. “Terra is in full-blown Queen mode right now, and Logan’s gone all Protector. None of us butts in when they’re like that. Did you call into the office yet?”
    Oops. I pulled my cell phone out. “Not yet.”

FIVE

    “D oes he know that you’re also a psychic?” Mr. Whitehaven asked after I’d finished filling him in.
    “No clue. I’ve never crossed paths with another human psychic before, at least not that I know of. Just vampires.” I watched Rufus lay the piece of bacon Dane had given him in front of Squishy. She pounced on it, furiously wagging her tail.
    Dane had cooked breakfast, including two entire packages of bacon. I needed to buy some dogfood for his and Logan’s places, or all the dogs were going to become furry chunks. “I can tell you I didn’t realize he was psychic until after my brain started itching like crazy. No one’s ever reacted when I’ve telepathically scanned them.”
    “You said he was among the onlookers at the crime scene last night, and that you used your telepathy then.”
    “Yes, but that was different.  I wasn’t