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The house that Tom entered last week belongs to Susan, the human assistant of Lowell Rhombeck, who is not only the CEO of the Nubilus Corporation but the leader of the Talbot City werewolf pack.
Tom isn’t surprised that Rhombeck would use Susan’s living room as a safe place to talk—but he does look awfully at home there . . .
I noticed a framed photo on the mantel of Susan, in winter gear, with her arms around a familiar-looking wolf. Both were smiling.
I’ll bet some of her human guests thought he was a husky.
Rhombeck cleared his throat and leaned forward. “I need you to do something for me,” he said.
“Tell me,” I said.
“I need you to convince Bryan to step in as my replacement.”
Not what I was expecting.
“Why?” I asked.
“Because he’s being stupid,” Susan said from the doorway.
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Yes, Susan is telling her boss the powerful werewolf that he’s making a mistake. It’s possible Susan is the scariest person in this story, with the possible exception of Merrock, who may have a tad too much cultural respect for Rhombeck’s position in the pack to be quite that blunt.
I like Susan.
Earful of Cider 