it until the tiger breathed, and I let my own out, and had to take another quick breath to sort of catch up.
Nicky took its pulse inside the leg, near the armpit, the way you do on dogs. He nodded. “He’s unconscious, but pulse is good.”
“Thank you, Richard, thank you so much.”
“I’m glad I could help. Domino is a nice guy. I’ll look forward to hearing how he got hurt tonight after the meeting.”
“What meeting?”
“Rafael and Micah called a meeting of the local leaders. I’ll be over after my last class.”
“I didn’t know.”
“Busy day,” he said.
“Yeah.”
“I’ve got to run, hitting the gym before my first class.”
“Thank you again, Richard.”
He smiled and it was a good smile, if not quite the one that used to melt me into my socks and out of my clothes. “You’d have figured it out.”
“But maybe not in time.”
“This is part of what the triumvirate is supposed to be for, Anita. I’m sorry that I didn’t understand that for so long.”
I heard someone say, “Oh my God, it’s beautiful.”
“Company,” I said, “gotta go.”
“Tonight,” he said.
“Tonight,” I said, and cut the connection at the same time he did, so it was almost disorienting. It felt odd to be on the grass, covered in wereanimal goop again, and not standing in Richard’s driveway—though I was left wondering about tonight, and exactly what he might expect. We hadn’t seen each other much lately. Which probably meant he was dating someone seriously, and I had plenty to keep me busy.
Susannah was standing gazing down at the gigantic tiger with a look of awe on her face. She started to drop to her knees and reach out, but Nicky interfered. “Not a good idea; when he wakes up he may not know where he is for a few seconds. You don’t want to startle him.”
She looked at Nicky, blinking, uncomprehending.
I said, “Think of him as a combat vet; they don’t startle awake well.”
She nodded, looking serious, because I knew that one of her ex-boyfriends had let his post-traumatic stress disorder ruin their relationship and his life. I’d heard too much about that failed relationship, too, come to think of it. There was a reason that Susannah and I had never gotten together for drinks and girl talk; I didn’t want to know more about her love life than I already did.
“That is a damn big cat,” Zerbrowski said.
I nodded. Nicky offered me a hand up and I took it, though I was shaking gunk off my hands and scraping it off my clothes again. Jesus, I was going to need another shower. Nicky was almost untouched except for the knee of one pant leg where he’d knelt to check Domino’s pulse.
“How come you’re clean and I’m covered in it?”
“I was almost two feet farther away,” he said.
“Far enough, I guess,” I said as I flung the goopy stuff from my hand onto the grass.
Zerbrowski was grinning at me.
“Oh, just say it, before you bust trying to keep it in,” I said.
“This has got to be a fetish, it’s like clear bukkake.”
I gave him a dirty look. “It’s thicker, lasts longer, and doesn’t break down as quickly.” I scraped more of it off my arms and onto the grass.
“Wow,” he said, still grinning so hard it looked like he’d hurt himself.
“Do you need help getting him into your SUV?” Manny asked, gazing down at the tiger.
The air flexed, almost like heat over a summer highway, and then the enormous tiger seemed to shrink in upon itself, and Domino’s human body appeared like an insect melting out of an ice cube, until the only thing left was him.
“Wow,” Susannah said, and she wasn’t remarking on the stuff I was scraping off my face. She was looking down at the still-unconscious Domino almost the same way she’d looked at his beast, like it was one of the most beautiful things she’d ever seen, except this time there was good old-fashioned lust mixed in with the nature-admiring awe.
It was a bad sign that he’d shifted back so quickly and been unconscious through both changes; it meant he was very hurt. Nicky and I exchanged a look between us. We were the only ones standing there who knew it was a bad sign. But two of the people with us knew my face well enough to know it was bad.
“He going to be all right?” Zerbrowski asked.
Manny just studied my face and Nicky’s.
I nodded. “Eventually.”
“He’s easier to carry like this,” Nicky said, as he knelt down