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lightly down the hall.
    She smelled cat musk and a light sandalwood perfume. Cat? The shifters! Without waiting for Jazz to return Kelly rushed forward ready to protect her client’s territory. A screeching yowl pierced the air as she spotted her prey. A petite woman with dark hair and blue eyes stood before her, dressed in jeans and a jacket. The woman hissed and climbed up onto a counter.
    Kelly spared a thought for the extra work that Jazz would have to do, but she needed the cat gone.
    “Kelly? Kelly you in here?” Jazz’s voice rang out in the house, causing Kelly to pause.
    The intruder took that opportunity to make a dash for it. Kelly let out a howl and leaped toward the cat shifter, managing to catch the edge of her jacket in her teeth.
    “Bitch! Let go.” The intruder gave Kelly a few gentle smacks on her had, but Kelly held fast.
    “Holy shit, Kelly!” Jazz rushed passed them and slammed the door shut. “Stay where you are. I’m calling Al.”
    “Hell no. Let go.” The woman struggled forward, pulling Kelly with her.
    Kelly bit down as hard as she could. The kitty wasn’t going anywhere.
    “What is going on? Caroline?” Susanne Claire stormed into the room, anger turning to shock as she took in the scene. “What in the world?”
    “Hi, Al? It’s Jazz over on Peach Tree Ave. Can you send someone over here? We have an intruder. OK. See you in five.” Jazz hung up. “Al is on his way to deal with this. Kelly, I brought a change of clothes.” She held up a small duffle bag.
    Susanne went over to the cat shifter and took her hand, leading her away from the door. “Go change, I’ll watch her.”
    Jazz guided Kelly to a powder room. Once they were alone in the small space, Kelly changed back to human form. Bright, white light filled her eyes as pain exploded from her center to consume her body. Tears streamed over her cheeks as black spots danced in her vision. She swayed on her feet. If it weren’t for Jazz, she would’ve crashed to the ground.
    “Hey, now, it’s OK. I’ve got you.”
    Jazz helped her get dressed, then sat down on a footstool. “Want to tell me what happened? You don’t normally lose control like that. Is it the mating heat?” Worry filled Jazz’s hazel eyes.
    “Yeah, along with the business and pack problems.” Shame filled Kelly as tears blurred her vision. “I don’t know what to do. I want to run away. Why did my father do this to me?” She felt so exposed and raw. The postshift emotional dump hit her hard. She wiped away the moisture and drew in a deep breath. “Ugh, I have to make nice with Susanne. I feel horrible about all this. Come on.”
    She stood up and let Jazz lead her out into the kitchen. Al was already there, cowboy hat over his chestnut curls. No emotion showed on his face.
    “Al?”
    The policeman turned toward her, his eyes black. Anger sparked in the dark depths. “Go ahead, tell me what happened.” He turned his attention to Caroline, who squirmed under his gaze.
    Kelly let her story pour out. Al started when she mentioned Alberto, but other than that he was well controlled. Once she was done and Jazz and Susanne had told their sides, everyone looked to Caroline. Her lips were a thin line.
    “Really Caroline? Nothing to say? OK, I’ll take you down to the station where you can call your lawyers. Ladies, I’m sorry about this. I’ll make a few calls to set up some sort of security detail for your clients.” Al held out his hand.
    Caroline ignored it and brushed past him.
    Kelly turned to Susanne. She opened her mouth to say something, but Susanne cut her off. “No need to say anything. I heard about all the trouble they’ve been causing. Just finish up and we’ll call it even. I’ll set up another appointment with Reenie tomorrow.” She gave Kelly a sad smile.
    Kelly couldn’t find the words to show how grateful she was. “We promise this won’t happen again. I will find a way to stop this.”
    “I don’t doubt you. I just