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An officer asks Detective London to use a piece of cloth to track Kelli Rocha (wanted for assault), she agrees, strips off all her clothes, Shifts to a large German Shepherd, howls to get her partner’s attention, and begins tracking, Dale following.

I skipped over some tracking description.

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Weaving through the crowd, trying not the lose the thread of scent, London bumped into a set of legs encased in blue jeans.

“Hey!” The owner of the legs, a tall, burly man, glared down at her.

London snorted, stepping around him, but he followed, blocking her path with his body. She reared up, planting her front paws firmly on his chest. For a moment, he stared at the muzzle inches from his face, then spotted the metal glinting from her ruff, and squinted, reading her badge. Having communicated as well as she was able, London dropped back to all fours, head cocked inquisitively up at him. When he didn’t speak, she stepped around him again, and this time he didn’t try to stop her.

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NOTE: I made some changes to “Lily Wasn’t There,” and posted the full text to my blog here. What happened after is at the very end.

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Four Feet and a Badge is my NaNoWriMo story.

In 1952, an event moved two and a half million people from one version of the Earth to another, a quarter of them Shifters (able to change their shape). It’s now 2015, and those people have married and had children. The Static (non-Shifters) fit in fine, but the Shifters often have to prove their worth.

Detective Amy London works in Seattle’s Narcotics Section, Shifting to four feet to sniff out drugs and chase down suspects. But she can be a little impulsive–like when she bit her previous partner, earning her a new one, strict, by-the-book Detective Janice Dale.

Dale tries to rein in her partner’s wilder behavior, not always with much success. And a new group of cocaine suppliers is muscling in on the city, and they’re leaving bodies behind. London and Dale will have to work through their differences to bring these dealers down, before the body count rises.

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About Caitlin Stern

I have a MA in English, and have so many fantasy/urban fantasy WIPs it's not even funny. I'm an avid reader of science fiction, fantasy, mystery, romance, biography, fiction, and anything else that catches my interest. I collect books, and bookmarks I find that are visually appealing and useful.

10 responses »

  1. Gem says:

    So she’s a female detective/shifter. How cool!

    • caitlinstern says:

      Thanks! She’s tracking someone through a crowd of people on the sidewalk–most people would get out of the way of a 2.5 foot tall dog (at the shoulder, because that’s how people measure dogs for some reason).

      But not this guy.

  2. Millie Burns says:

    Oh boy, I think this guy might end up being trouble…maybe?

  3. Harliqueen says:

    Great excerpt 🙂

  4. Ooo, twist! Love that she’s a shifter. Great snippet!

  5. alexissduran says:

    I like that you show how she gets her message across, as a dog. This guy must be not too bright. (PS/ FYI- your linky link from WWW wasn’t working for me, so I got here via your comment on my post. Might be why you don’t have as many comments as usual)

    • caitlinstern says:

      Well, in his defense she could have been a big dog, or a Shifter pushing people around for no good reason. Still, I wouldn’t have tried to stop her!

      Oh, that was my fault, sorry. I accidentally scheduled my post for the wrong day, and by the time I noticed, it was too late to fall into the proper post schedule.

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