“You still like him for this?” Jim asked.

“There’s something weird about him. I have a gut feeling that he is up to his ass in this mess, but he probably wasn’t working with Gloria. Third, I need a ritual knife expert. I left a message for Kate, so that should be taken care of if I can tear her away from Curran’s side for five minutes.”

“I’ll take care of it,” Jim said. “I’ll check in with you as soon as we know something.”

Someone knocked. This was my day for visitors apparently.

“Hold on,” Jim said and nodded at the door.

Derek walked to my door. I heard it open and then Derek’s voice said, “Come in, Detectives.”

Barabas hid behind the wall in the kitchen.

Collins and Tsoi entered my living room. Two uniformed officers followed and Derek brought up the rear. The cops stared at the shapeshifters. Jim and Company stared back.

“What are all of you doing here?” Collins finally asked.

“I could ask you the same thing.” Jim kept his voice calm.

“We need to speak to Nash,” Tsoi said.

“By all means,” Jim said. “We won’t be in the way.”

“We’d rather do this down at the station,” Collins said.

“Is my client under arrest?” Barabas said, stepping out in plain view.

Collins grimaced. Tsoi rolled her eyes.

“You didn’t have to jump out like a jack-in-the-box,” Collins said.

“But I know how much the two of you love surprises. I’d like to see the warrant, please,” Barabas said.

Collins locked the muscles on his jaw.

“No warrant?” Barabas smiled.

Tsoi was looking around the room, doing the math. Ten shapeshifters vs. four cops. Suddenly everyone’s face turned grim.

“All this would go away if you cooperated,” Collins said.

“We’re willing to cooperate, if we get full disclosure on the antique dealer case with access to evidence,” Jim said.

“Not happening,” Tsoi said.

“Your call.” Jim shrugged.

Collins turned and walked out.

“This isn’t over,” Tsoi said and left, the two uniforms in tow.

Nobody said anything until Sandra at the window announced, “They are getting into their cars.”

“I told you,” Jim said to Barabas. “I know Collins, he’s a reasonable man.”

Barabas sighed. “But I was looking forward to a fight.”

Suddenly things made sense: somehow Jim had discovered the cops were coming to pick me up, and he’d brought his posse over to keep them from taking me off.

“How did you know they were coming?” I asked Jim.

“I have my ways.”

“You bugged the PAD station.” Sonovabitch. If he got caught, there would be hell to pay.

Jim smiled without showing his teeth. “Something like that.”

“They are under heavy-duty pressure from above to solve the case,” Barabas said. “People with snake fangs made somebody in the mayor’s office really nervous. Almost makes me wonder if they know something that we don’t and they want to put a lid on this whole thing as fast as they can. The plan was to pick you up and sweat you a little for information. We can’t let them do that—you have things to do and there is no reason you should be wasting time in their interrogation room. Since your phone was out, we decided to show up before they did.”