Sadie had a different frame of mind. She never thought the best way to get to know people was to stare at them through glass like they were animals at the zoo. You had to get in there and give them a scratch behind the ears sometimes. And she loved barbecue.

Before going in, she took a look around. She wasn't expecting trouble, but that usually meant jack-shit in her line of work. Her eyes penetrated the darkness, seeing a small band of werewolves playing street hoops in a lot across the street. There were a couple of elves hanging out in front of a convenience store. One of them...