Chapman pulled the helmet off the back of the bike and swung her leg over the steel horse. She picked up her phone and set the bluetooth, the number dialing even as she started the bike.

She knew she was going to get Ash's voicemail, he was supposed to be in court until this evening. But she called him anyway, knowing he'd want to know everything having to do with packs...and rogues. Just as expected his voicemail picked up.

"Redfern, Chapman. Met a new wolf today. Invited him for beer. Interesting fellow. From England. Might be druish. Did some Lord of the Rings stuff. I'll see you tonight."

She ended the call, and thought over her message covered the important parts. She started off down the road, heading home. Now that had a nice ring to it.