It turned out that Brunt’s human ex-girlfriend, Margo Lincoln, was a librarian. Apparently he went for the quiet, timid, academic type. She was also pretty unfriendly and amazingly observant. She’d taken one look at Roni and Taryn as they approached her in one of the aisles of the library, and said, “You’re shifters.”
Taryn smiled. “And you’re smart, Margo Lincoln.”
“It’s the way you all move—controlled, graceful, stealthily.” Her tone held a tint of bitterness.
“You seem to know a lot about shifters.” The human said nothing. “I’m Taryn. This is Roni.” As Roni was busy sucking on a lollipop, she simply gave Margo a short nod.
Turning away, Margo inserted one of the many books she was holding onto a shelf. “If you’re here about Noah Brunt, I have nothing to say.”