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however, was completely frazzled by being handed control of Shifters, Inc., even temporarily. He’d done his best, but he hadn’t followed through and verified with Bobbi and Pixie that they’d accepted their assignment.
    If he had, Jax would never have gotten away with his shenanigans.
    “Now how are we going to find them? Are we going to have to wait until they get back?” Pixie wondered.
    “Hells to the no,” Bobbi said.  “Leave it to me. I know people, in places. I will get us there, and steal the assignment out from under their sorry snouts.”
    Kenneth was probably going to bite her head off when he got back from New York, but she didn’t care.  She wasn’t going to be sidelined with a babysitting job while her boyfriend and her brother ran head first into danger.
    She picked up her phone and started making calls. She had worked for the National Shifter’s Council for years as an Enforcer; she’d developed many connections worldwide, ranging from legal to highly shady. Tonight, she was tapping in to the shady side.
    They pulled up in front of the hotel minutes later, parked, and entered the lobby.    They spotted the prince immediately; he was standing in the middle of the spacious lobby, ne xt to a middle aged woman and two human bodyguards. The bodyguards weren’t employees of Shifters, Inc. Bobbi realized that the prince probably travelled with his own security staff.
    “There go Thom and Rafael,” Pixie said, pointing.
    Bobbi spotted two big, bulky shifters in suits rushing out a side door.    She suspected that Jax wouldn’t really have told the bodyguards to leave no matter what; he’d have told them to watch out for her, and leave as soon as she was pulling up to the front door. That way, she’d be stuck with the safe babysitting job, while he and Heath rushed headlong into a war zone. Or so he thought.
    Forcing a smile on her face, she walked up to the woman, who was pleading with Prince Reginald to stop jumping on the leather sofa.  Businessmen and women at the check-in counter were glaring at him.
    “Cut that out,” Bobbi snapped at Reginald. She turned to the nanny , a middle-aged, copper-skinned woman with a round, creased face and hair pulled up in a bun.   She was a crocodile shifter, which actually made a strange sort of sense. Crocodiles, unlike many other reptiles, had strong maternal instincts and were fiercely protective of their young.  “I’m Bobbi Simpson, from Shifters, Incorporated.”
    “I am Gopika, nanny to Prince Reginald.” Her accent was that of an Indian woman educated in an English school.  “Thank you so much for coming. You are a coyote, yes? So you have sharp teeth and you are very cunning.  Reginald, dear, please do stop that!”
    “Why should I?” Reginald folded his arms across his chest and pouted. “Who’s going to make me?”
    “I will,” Pixie snapped. “And show that woman some respect, or I’ll beat your ass.”
    Everybody except Bobbi gasped.
    Reginald’s eyes flew open with shock.  Then they filled with tears.  He took a deep breath as if he were about to let out a mighty bellow. Before he could say anything, Pixie pointed at a group of businessmen who were standing by the check-in counter. “See that fat guy over there? Run over there, and kick him in the shins.”
    Before Bobbi could protest, before anyone could say anything, the prince leaped off the sofa, ran over, and kicked the man in the shins, with Pixie in hot pursuit.
    “I am SO sorry!” Pixie cried, grabbing Reginald up in her arms. “My little brother is out of control these days! We need to adjust his medication.  Reginald, say sorry.”
    “Sorry,” he smirked.
    The fat man glared at him.  “He doesn’t need medication. He needs incarceration. Get that brat away from me before I press charges.”
    Pixie rushed back to Bobbi.  “Up to the room, now,” Bobbi snapped.
    They all trooped over to the elevator. 
    “All right, what did you do?” Bobbi said