Chapter 75 - DEALING WITH THE STOOGES

I didn't understand what it was that Bastian was talking about at first. He just looked like he was having a very unpleasant time at the moment. And it just so happened that not two seconds after he said those words I could hear the slamming of a door outside. I knew that it was Kyle coming in so that we could arrest our target. What the hell was about to happen in this room?

I knew that in a matter of seconds that door would be bursting open but I couldn't take my eyes off of Bastian. He seemed to ripple just a little bit. I knew he was a shifter, but was he about to shift here? Right now?

I saw the hair in Bastian's mohawk like style become feathers. I watched as his nose and mouth seemed to elongate and fuse, forming a sort of downward facing and hooked beak. Snowy white feathers sprouted all over his body and his feet, which I saw now had been in a pair of slip-on sandals, had sprouted long talons.

That was it unfortunately. I wasn't going to see the full transformation. It seemed he was an owl though. That much was clear from the shape of the beak and the feathers. Huh, that's interesting. Was he going to try and hurt me?

I watched as Bastian got into a fighting stance and the other men in the room started to panic. Apparently they did not know that he was a shifter. That was strange. Didn't they have shifters in their little band of merry assholes?

Oh well, we will see what will happen now.

I stood up and braced myself for a fight just as Bastian reached me. He grabbed my arm and pulled me toward the bathroom quickly.

"Stay over here and hide. I don't want you getting hurt."

"What makes you think that I will get hurt?" I asked him that just as soon as the door burst open.

Kyle was standing in the door looking pissed, which had been the plan. Bastian was still holding me by the arm and forcing me in the corner of the room.

"Who the hell is that?" Bastian asked as soon as he smelled the scent Kyle was giving off.

"That would be my mate." I grinned as I looked at him. When did I actually start admitting that?

"Wait? You're not human?" Bastian looked confused.

"Nope, I am a wolf." I grinned as I sought the man that I was after.

Sandy Fink, along with Mr. Creepo and their friends were all cowering against the wall. Kyle was in the middle of a partial shift as well so they were facing down two very large men with some not so human looking features. This was starting to become a little more fun.

"Why the fuck are you touching my woman?" Kyle roared at Bastian.

"I was getting her out of harm's way before you broke the door down." Bastian was defending his actions against the large half cat half man that was standing in front of him.

"Get your hands off of her!" Kyle roared at him.

"Not a problem!" Bastian obliged and let go of me.

"BOTH OF YOU SHUT THE HELL UP!" I screamed at them. "Bastian I assume you had a reason for being here that I don't know of. I am sorry for ruining your plans but we're here for a job too." I turned and pointed at Sandy Fink where he was cowering in fear. "I am here to arrest that man and take him back to stand trial in Boston. But with everything that we have seen, I am sure that the prosecutors here would want him too."

"I am here to break up their little criminal organization." Bastian explained. "It's what I do." I could hear anger and disgust in his voice as he looked at them all.

"Then we have similar goals here." Kyle was also glaring at the four men in the room. "From what I heard over the wire they were planning to rape and kill my woman, not that they would have been able to. Still, that means they would have done that to a woman that they were capable of doing that to."

"Precisely. They are the scum of the earth." Bastian agreed as the three of us slowly walked toward them.

"Huh, drugs, rape, murder, pedophilia, what else are you scumbags guilty of." I sneered the words at them, letting them know that they were not getting out of this at all.

"Y-you're wrong!" Sandy Fink tried to plead his way out of the mess he had found himself in. "N-none of that is t-tr-true." He was shaking and I swear he looked like he was about to piss himself.

"SHUT UP!" Kyle roared at him. Scratch that, Sandy Fink just pissed himself, as did two of the others. Huh, that last one either had an empty bladder or was made of stouter stuff.

"Yeah, don't even try to get out of this. I've seen the shit you've all done." Bastian roared at him.

"So have I." Kyle was glaring at them. Ahh, there goes the last one. Craig was the last one holding out, but he couldn't hold his bladder in the face of the three of us glaring and roaring at him. "Your whole little drug house. Not to mention the room where you either did or intended to torture children in. What the fuck is the matter with you people?"

That was news to me. Kyle never told me that he had been inside that house.

"I hope you didn't leave any evidence of having been at that house." I glared at him now.

"What do you take me for?" He has no idea how much like EZ he just sounded.

"Well, this is the first I am hearing that you were in that house. Did you leave any fingerprints?"

"Hard to leave fingerprints when you don't have fingers at the time." He held up his partially changed hands and showed me that he had shifted them into the tips of paws. I just laughed at him.

"True, but now they're going to be looking for a monster in the woods." I couldn't stop my laughter at the moment.

I watched as the four men cowering before us turned pale all at the same time. Mr. Creepo, John, was the only one still brave enough to talk.

"You are monsters."

"Did you think that about the wolves and bears that were hanging out with you guys?" I asked him with a smirk. "I wonder if they would have let you live if you had called them monsters?"

"I-I don't know what you're talking about."

"Really? Were you not at your buddy Jimmy's house with Sandy and Craig? They should know what I'm talking about."

"What?" He looked at his friends now instead of us. "What are they talking about? Who did you three bring into this? You fucking morons ruined everything."

"We needed financial backers. And with that support came muscle. We needed them." Jimmy was crying as he spoke. "They were good to us, they didn't take too much of the profit."

"If they took any then it's too much. You're fucking stupid for asking for help. And from monsters like them." Creepy John was pointing at me now, I was the only one still looking human.

Why not give them a show? I shifted just partially, like Kyle and Bastian had done. I felt the fur spread across my face and my snout started to elongate. I know I was looking like a half wolf half woman and I was probably a little scary for them to look at.

"Am I really that scary? Don't you still want to have some fun with me?" I asked him in a fake whine. I was pretending to sound and look sad about what he had said. With my right hand I scraped the claw of my index finger across his cheek. It wasn't enough to hurt or draw blood but he screamed like I was killing him. My laughter just got louder and harder.

The screaming intensified for a moment after I pulled away but then it was abruptly cut off. Oh, I think that Creepy John just passed out.

"So, Bastian, what was your plan before I came along?" I asked him since we needed to know what he was planning from here.

"I was going to apprehend them and take them all to the police station. They all have warrants and with the evidence I've gathered they'll all go away for a very long time."

"Sounds like a good plan to me. Only one thing needs to be changed. I am taking that one back to Boston. I have to make a living after all."

"What are you, a bounty hunter or something?" He was already laughing before he heard my answer.

"Precisely. And I am taking him back to stand trial for his crimes."

"Huh, that's cool. As long as we can take care of these three you can take that one."

Creepy John was already unconscious but the others were still awake when we got to work. We made certain that both Jimmy and Craig were bound, and just before we gagged them we slipped them a little bit of the product they had intended to distribute to others. They were going to be high as kites when we dropped them off.

Sandy Fink went quiet, like a good boy, when we bound his hands and moved him to the truck. The three stooges we were going to drop at the cop shop were thrown into the bed of the truck. We drove out to the police department that seemed to have one light burning in the back of the building and dropped the three men off there. They were stacked one on top of the other, Jimmy was on the bottom, Craig in the middle, and Creepy John on top.

Sandy Fink was being nice and quiet as he waited inside. It seemed he was too afraid to say anything.

"Aren't you worried that they might tell them about us?" Bastian asked as we drove away.

"Nah, they're as high as can be.. They will just think that they caught a weird trip."