"You didn't order the murder of her grandmother?" Adrienne was taking notes, but at this, she stopped.

"Of course not. I wanted to get my daughter out of the way. I was going to place them with friends in a pack to the Southwest, out of her reach."

She looked up from her notes again. "Why not just tell her she was in danger?"

"From what? First off, she wanted nothing to do with me. My name wasn't on the birth certificate, I wasn't paying child support, and I sure as hell wasn't welcome in her life. Second, how could I tell her that her daughter was a werewolf? I...