My jaw dropped smoothly. "What do you care about my bust size? I'm not asking about the length of your… "Okay, the fact that I was blushing now didn't speak for me. "You know," I muttered softly into my non-existent beard, hoping he hadn't understood."You are welcome to pretend, I have no reason to be ashamed of myself, on the contrary and hey, while we're on the subject," he half turned to me and completely ignored the traffic, which was in me caused some panic. "If you feel like a number, you can certainly talk about it. I don't have to look at you. "Well tell me what was going on in his head? "Do you still have them all? How did you get the idea that I would get into bed with something like you? I've never seen that before and if you think that I need it so much that I… ”I fell silent when suddenly something became clear to me. "You don't mean that at all, you just want to disgust me." Stubbornly, I crossed my arms over my chest. “But you

Okay, don't make any mistakes now. "Hey, hello, I'm from the Venators' Guild." I pulled out my temporary ID, as I had seen it at Reese, and continued talking. "We were reported ... so a prole was spotted around here and now I wanted to ask ..."When the woman let out a sharp scream, not only did the card drop out of my hand in shock, I also whirled around, assuming that it would ... I had no idea what assumption, I just did it. Then the door was slammed and the locks quickly closed.I looked at the door, looked at the street, let my gaze wander cautiously over the area, but there was nothing, except a maliciously grinning Reese who was just on the way to the neighbor across the street. I ignored him and wondered what could have frightened the woman so much that she made my eardrums ring? But there was nothing, everything was quiet as it should be.I crouched down for my ID and frowned when a thought occurred to me. Had I perhaps so frightened? She already seemed ve

Thoughtfully I turned away and left the kennel. It was time to let Reese know. I was curious what he had to contribute to the whole thing. Maybe he had already found out something.But memorizing it turned out to be harder than anyone could have believed. The street was empty and I couldn't find it in the other houses either. For a moment I was afraid that he had just run away, but that would be strange because his car was still parked on the side of the road and he would certainly not leave it behind.I took a few steps down the street. Actually a very nice area. Well-kept, clean, wealthy. The leaves of the trees on the roadside shimmered in the most beautiful autumn colors and masked what had happened just a few doors down in a kennel.I told myself to focus my thoughts on the essentials again and let my gaze slide from door to door. The guy had to be somewhere. I craned my neck, looked left and right and was already thinking about whether I should just call out

I pressed my lips together tightly at the sight. It wasn't like I expected gratitude, but that bordered on bullying."Is what?" He asked extremely condescendingly.I forbade myself to sniff at him, just gave a small "no" from me and started again to collect the garbage from the footwell. At least it wasn't as gross as the old one. The wet wipes not only helped me to clean my hands, but also the dashboard, but when he provocatively threw another plastic wrap of his sandwiches into the footwell, I almost slapped the wet wipes in his face.Take it easy. He just wants you to freak out and give it all up. Don't let him provoke you.I closed my eyes for a moment and took a deep breath. Then I picked up the sandwich wrap with the other garbage on my seat and went back to wiping the ashtray."Are you obsessed with cleanliness or something?" He asked me and bit off another piece of bread."No, I just don't like sitting in the dirt." I gathered up all the r

Everything happened so fast. The collision, the impact on the ground and then that drooling snout right in front of my face that I was only able to keep away from me with great difficulty. It was only thanks to my trained skills that the punch was on the muzzle and he pulled his head back a little, but I still couldn't get the weapons in my work bag.At that moment I felt the pain on my hip, the claws digging painfully into my skin and tearing it open. "Ahhh!"Then the shot rang out.The proles winced, half turned away from me to growl at something.I didn't even think about what I was doing. Suddenly the serrated knife was in my hand and I just rammed it in the side right into his heart.He yelped, jumped away from me, ripping the knife out of his own body, but the serrated blade did not voluntarily give up the tissue. The proles practically tore their own hearts out, stumbled another half meter and then collapsed bleeding. The eyes in which the a