started ringing before I even set it back down. I answered the call even if I had no desire to talk to whoever was calling.
“ Thomas. ”
“ Is this Agent Thomas? ”
“ Yes, who ’ s this? ” I asked with a snap, not having any patience today.
“ This is Chief Monroe, Chad Monroe, ” the man on the phone stated. “ I was told by Chief Havers that you would be reporting to me in a few weeks. I thought I should call and introduce myself, see how you were holding up. ”
Paranormals had been out to the world for over a decade now and I couldn ’ t help but wonder how much harder this would be if I had to hide that I was now a shifter. Lycanthropes, or shifters, weren ’ t the only ones either. I doubt humans, or even the special branch of the FBI knew every type that was out there. Maybe we never would.
“ I ’ m fine, Chief Monroe. I appreciate the call . ” I was biting back what I really wanted to say. It wasn ’ t anything professional, nor would it help my current situation. “ A little muscle soreness today, nothing that should take more than a couple of days to heal from. ”
“ That ’ s great Agent Thomas, but I had already learned of your healing from Havers. I asked how you ’ re holding up. ”
My reply was immediate and concise. “ Fine, not a problem, sir. ”
“ Cut the shit, Agent Thomas, ” Chief Monroe answered. “ You just found out you ’ re a shifter . How are you holding up? ”
“ Sir, I really am fine. It is what it is . ” I shrugg ed my shoulders even if he couldn ’ t see it. “ I ’ ll deal with it as it comes. ”
“ In other words, it hasn ’ t hit you yet, ” he surmised . “ Give it time, it will sink in. ”
“ I t sank in yesterday, believe me, sir. Today is just learning what I can, finding out what to expect. ”
He paused before speaking again. “ Either you ’ re lying through your teeth, Thomas, or you really are as cold as they say you are. ”
“ Probably the latter, sir. Though I don ’ t really think I ’ m cold, just pragmatic, ” I countered , starting to get annoyed. “ But I ’ m thrilled that ’ s what people think of me. They wouldn ’ t say that if I were a man. I do my job, I do it well , and I don ’ t fall apart if the shit hits the fan. Six years with the Bureau, I ’ ve earned the rank of Special Agent in C harge with her own team. There ’ s a reason for that and a lot of jealousy left in the wake. ”
“ Fair enough, Thomas , ” Monroe chuckled. “ What can I do to help your transition? ”
“ They gave me some brochures about being a l ycanthrope at the hospital . ” I sighed , hating feeling as if I was uninformed or ignorant, as I spread a thick layer of cream cheese over my now toasted bagel. “ But if there ’ s better information out there that you know of, I ’ d appreciate that. Also, I ’ m assuming this is a bilateral transfer? ”
“ Yes, Thomas, it is. You ’ ll meet your team when you ’ re ready to come back, ” he answered. “ You really don ’ t beat around the bush do you? ”
“ I ’ m a busy woman, sir. I assume you ’ re even busier , ” I snickered. “ You want to shoot the shit with me? ”
“ Not particularly, but I expected to hand hold a traumatized agent with this phone call. You ’ re not quite what I expected. ”
“ I get that a lot, believe me, sir, ” I drawled while getting my iced latté made. “ Sir, can I ask you a question? ”
“ Yes, Thomas. ”
“ What are you? I mean, why are you on the MNST R Squad? ”
“ Vampire, I ’ m a vampire , Thomas, ” he answered without a moment ’ s hesitation.
“ Oh, a vampire, ” I answered quietly. I wasn ’ t sure what to think of that. I mean, did it , or should it , even matter to me?
“ Is that a problem? ” There was an edge to his tone as if he realized maybe I wasn ’ t going to be as easy to deal with as he first thought.
“ No, sir. Just takes me a second to wrap my head around all