"You ever investigated a murder before?"
"Not really," Drake kicked a can. "But I watch CSI whenever I get a break."
The two men had just stepped off the subway train. They were now in the downtown district of Berlin. "Welcome to the capital of Germany, Mr. Foxe."
"Kick-ass. So what's the next step?"
Drake pulled out his cell phone. "We need someone good at interrigation..."
*** *** ***
Meadowbrook Apartments, Berlin, Germany
Lykopis heard her cell phone ring. She yawned like a hound, brushed the hair off of her face, and felt for the phone on the nightstand. The room was still dark. "Lykopis here. Drake?"
"Listen, Vanguard has a murder case to solve."
Lykopis yawned again. "Drake, I am a fighter, not a detective. Besides, Adem can do everything himself. And I only got two hours of sleep last night."
"We need your talents too. Meet us at the Berlin courthouse in a half-hour."
The She-Wolf bit her lip. "One hour. Do not rush me." The cell phone was turned off before Drake could reply. She turned to the other side of the bed. "I have work today."
Todd Briggs stretched out and yawned. "They keep you busy, eh?"
Lykopis was already out of bed and getting dressed. "You have no idea." She looked around on the floor. "Have you seen my dagger?"
Briggs laughed. "The dagger is on the kitchen countertop. The sheath is on the coffee table. The spare keys are by the door. I take it you won't be back for the concert tonight?"
Briggs played in one of Berlin's orchestras, and tonight The Nutcracker Suite would premiere. And this case meant that her plans for the evening were about to be changed. "Probably not."
"I'll cancel dinner."
Lykopis scowled. "Do not do that. It is just a murder case. I will be back in time for dinner."
"Yeah. Right. I'll see you tomorrow, baby."
*** *** ***
"Nice building," was all Lykopis said to Drake and Tommy as she approached them.
Both Foxe and Lykopis turned to Drake. "So what now?" asked Tommy.
"We conduct a little investigation of our own. I hope Adem's found something worthwhile..."
