Fur, Cloak and Dagger (Team Greywolf 4)

Emma frowned. “So much for our brief R&R.”

“Get the equipment out so we look convincing.”

She nodded and took out her notebook, wolf population maps, tranquilizer gun and satellite collar.

Nik smirked. “You are like Jane Goodall of the wolves.”

“Thanks. I memorized all the stats.”

“Impressive.”

“Photographic memory.”

“Yes, I know. Beautiful and a genius.”

She blushed. “Enough with the compliments.”

Nik winked. “Just facts.” His hackles rose. If she was right about Bolton, he might connect her with her fiancé’s death. “No. You can’t meet Bolton.”

“Why?”

“My gut says bad idea.”

“Elaborate, please.”

“If Bolton had a hand in your partner’s death, he could have been the one to hire the hit on you. Your cover will be blown.”

“I see your point. But you forget, I’m in disguise.”

“No, you are not. You still look the same.” He muttered. “Krasivaya.” Beautiful.

“I’ll take that as a compliment.”

The helicopter drew closer, making a wide sweep in their direction. “Looks like they spotted our campsite.”

Emma looked up. “Time to get intel. Don’t forget, you can do your mind thing and make him forget what Emma York looks like. That is, if Bolton really is behind this.”

She spoke with the confidence of experience. He winked. “Works for me.”

The helicopter landed and powered down. Two men in military attire exited and moved toward them.

Emma whispered, “Do you scent any werewolves?”

“No. Just humans.” At least if Bolton was here, he too would come under his control.

Emma nodded. “I’ll do all the talking.”

“No problem. I’m only a guide.”

The two men reached them. The stench of their adrenaline accosted his nose. No doubt worried about their missing men. Or what would happen if they returned without them.

The man in charge scowled, causing the scar on his chin to define. He spoke in American accented Russian. “Who are you?”

Emma spoke. “I’m Jane Walker, wolf biologist and this is Boris Orlov, my guide and professional hunter and tracker.”

The man shot her and then Nik a glance. “What a coincidence. We came to pick up our wolf trackers.”

Nik put out his hand. “And you are?”