"Wow." Mel shook her head. "This is all crazy. So were those other guys, uh, shifters too, then, like I thought? Especially the pretty one, he reminded me of Steve. They had the same kind of prettiness, if that makes sense. And I know I saw one of them breathe fire for a second, he looked spitting mad. I didn't tell the other cops that because even I think I sound crazy."
"You're not crazy. If he was breathing fire, he was probably a dragon or a salamander. What was the pretty one you mentioned?"
"Pretty as could be," she said, a touch of wistfulness to her voice. "He showed up with the other guy, before the others arrived and started shooting. They were the ones who got shot at and dragged away by the others. He had pale hair, wasn't really tall, wearing a nice suit. Looked like a faerie prince."