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of. He’d always thought of her as a poor little rich girl.  She just…what did she do, exactly? She went to the local bars and nightclubs. She travelled fairly often, he didn’t know where. She’d just suddenly disappear from town for a week or two, and then she’d be there again. He didn’t know what she did with the rest of her time, but he knew she didn’t have a job…so where was the money coming from?
                  “She’s been nothing but a disappointment to us since she was a little girl,” Mrs. Mosswood said indignantly as they walked back through the living room.
                  “Yes, and you made sure you let her know that, every minute of every day, didn’t you?” Dash couldn’t hold himself back any more. “No wonder she never wanted to set paw in this house.”
                  He turned and stalked out of the house, with Loren at his heels.
                  “What the hell was that?” Loren demanded.
                  “Can you imagine growing up with those assholes as your parents?” Dash demanded heatedly. “Sir,” he added.
                  “Thankfully, no, my parents weren’t born with sticks up their asses or a silver spoon in their mouth.” Loren’s stern face actually cracked into a brief smile. Then his usual stone-faced demeanor returned. “Since when were you Isadora Mosswood’s champion?  She goes out of her way to aggravate you specifically.”
                  She did, didn’t she? Dash sighed heavily.
                  “She very likely sold out her own kind for money,” Loren pointed out. “Especially if her parents cut her off.”
                  Unfortunately, things were looking worse and worse for Isadora.
                  “We should look through her bank statements,” Dash said, a feeling of gloom settling over him. “Maybe we could trace any unusual deposits.”
                  When they got back to Warden Redthorne’s office and had their IT guru access her bank account, however, they didn’t see any withdrawals or deposits from the last six months.
                  They called her landlady, who told them that she’d always paid on time, and in cash.
                  Who lived on a cash only basis and always had plenty of money even though they had no known income? Criminals, that’s who.
                  Dash’s heart sank. It was looking worse and worse for Isadora.
                 
     
     
     

Chapter Five
                 
                  “He’s lived around here for years. He travels sometimes, disappears for months,” the hyena shifter named Burke said, as he refilled Isadora’s coffee cup. “I mean, that’s not unusual for a Hobo.  He travels around the country, from what I hear, going to other Hobo camps. Likes to be near to them, but not too near, like he doesn’t want to be alone but he can only handle so much contact with people.”
    She felt much better after having gotten a decent night’s sleep. She’d slept in Lynx form, curled up on the limb of an oak tree.  Sally had slept on a branch near her, and Thomas had slept on the ground underneath the tree.
                  Isadora had woken up when it was still dark, leaving the two kids sleeping. Thomas’s uncle was supposed to arrive that day, which was a weight off her mind. She didn’t like the idea of the kids roaming around with no adult caring for them. Most Hobos were decent enough people, but not all.
                  She’d left her van parked on a small dirt road several miles away, since there was no way to get to the hob camp by car.  She had a feeling she’d need to ditch the van soon anyway; the safest thing to do was to keep switching vehicles as often as possible, to ensure that nobody picked up her trail. She’d brought a couple of bags to