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Detective London is tracking Kelli Rocha (wanted for assault) as a large German Shepherd, her partner Detective Dale trailing behind, and London chases Kelli into an alley, where London hears noises and then silence–so the Detective followed and found Kelli holding a knife.
I skipped nothing.
“I didn’t—” Kelli’s gaze darted around the alley, bouncing from the confining walls, the dead end behind her, and the only open space blocked by the two detectives.
Dale stood in the mouth of the alley, her feet planted firmly, and hand ready to draw her gun at the slightest threat. London crouched a few feet in front her partner, eyes fixed on Kelli.
Seeing that there was nowhere to go, Kelli let out a huff of air, too angry and forceful to be called a sigh. Her feet shifted restlessly, and the knife slowly rose, not as high as before, but still threatening. The blade swung in London’s direction, and then back toward Dale.
London growled a warning.
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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.