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she’d mind.  Speak of the devil.”
    Gunner pushed the answer button on his phone.  “Jessie, you’re on speaker phone.”
    “Hey!” called the chirpy squirrel.  “Hey, Erin, how’s it going?”
    “Umm, fine, thanks, how’s it going with you?”
    The voice chuckled.  “Peachy, is Gunner treating you okay?”
    “Get to the point, Jessie,” growled Gunner.
    The squirrel clucked her tongue.  “Okay, so just a bit of info for you, victim number four was called Hilda Billington.  She was a beaver shifter, and she worked as a housekeeper for the Samuelson pack Alpha and his family.”
    “Fuck, wolves,” breathed Gunner.
    “She’d worked for him for about ten years since she was 18, and she lived in a bungalow on his estate.  She was a widow and didn’t have a current boyfriend.  I’m doing some checking about her past, but so far I can’t find anything connecting her to a police report of any kind.”
    “Thanks, Jessie, keep looking.”
    “Okay, bye…”
    Gunner cut her off, and Erin raised her eyebrows. 
    He caught the look and shrugged.  “If you let her, she’ll talk your ear off.  Besides, we’re here.”
    Erin looked up, and sure enough they had arrived outside a gaudy, and opulent estate.  The family home of the Samuelson wolf pack Alpha that appeared to have been modeled on the Parthenon.
    Gunner leaned out the window and told security who he was; seconds later the gates swung open to allow them entry.
    Before driving on, he turned to her and her breath caught in her throat.  “Again, just let me do the talking.”
    Erin nodded her acquiescence and, satisfied, he drove up to the house.
    *
    Erin stood hands on her hips, unsure where to start.
    Gunner had exchanged a few words with their victim, Hilda’s employers.  The Alpha’s mate seemed to care for the loss of her housekeeper, but the Alpha just seemed to find her whole death inconvenient.  She could tell that the polar bear shifter barely managed to contain his temper around them, but he did.  She was less thrilled at the fact that both wolves were looking at her like she was their next meal.
    But, after a few inquiries, they headed to the crime scene.  Gunner went off in search of the people Hilda worked closely with, like the maids and gardeners.  Erin was left to her own devices in Hilda’s home. 
    The more time Erin spent there, the worse she felt.  Hilda’s house was small but cozy.  It was filled with knick-knacks, pictures of family and friends – it was everything a home should be.  And knowing that someone had violated it, and what they had done… it was sickening.
    She had to help find this sicko.  She had to make sure they never did this to another woman.  Erin didn’t like doing it; it made her feel ghoulish, but she started touching Hilda’s possessions in the hope that they might trigger something.
    Hmmm, no such luck.
    Erin made her way into the bedroom where the attack had taken place.  She shuddered at the blood stain on the carpet.  Thank god she wasn’t squeamish, or she’d be freaking out right now.
    Gingerly, Erin knelt on the floor.  She pressed her fingers to the stain and breathed in and out.
    “I wouldn’t bother; it’s already been scrubbed.”
    Erin squealed in surprise and scooted backwards across the floor until she banged her head against the closet door.  She pressed the heel of her hand into her heart and glared at the apparition stood by the window. 
    “You scared me,” whispered Erin blandly as soon as she got a hold on her breathing.
    Hilda smiled slightly.  “I guess it’s something I should get used to, scaring people.”
    “Most people won’t be able to see you,” admitted Erin sadly.  “I’m sorry for what happened to you.”
    Hilda shimmered as she walked directly through the bed.  “It’s so strange; I should be angry or regretful, but I’m not.  I don’t feel anything, in fact, everything, my memories, my thoughts, feelings they’re all really