"Find Malcolm. His safety is your safety."
Threat or promise, I wasn't hanging around to find out. Not when the sorcerer making it had just yanked me straight out of my skin for a friendly chat.
But with our situation normal involving scheming magicians, lurking necromancers, and Callum's long-lost family all competing to make my next out of body experience a permanent one, having a sorcerer on our side seems like a pretty good option. Better than the alternative, anyway.
There's just one problem. If we want her help, we need to find her dentist. And we've only got one lead. One hairy, stinking lead.
Weres. Mouth-breathing, ravening monsters with too many teeth and no affection for my kind - or any other that I know of. Which is why dealing with them is completely against company policy.
But we're going to have to make an exception, because we're not just caught between a sorcerer and some drooling pack. Never mind our usual hazards of the job - there's a hungry void stalking me and the Watch is closing in. We need all the help we can get.
Grab the chew toys. We're going on a were hunt …
This is the fifth book in the Gobbelino London, PI urban fantasy series, centred around the adventures of a mercenary feline PI and his human sidekick. It contains snarky cats and other gods, many bad jokes and terrible puns, plus a large serving of mythological and real creatures behaving badly. It will appeal to anyone who likes their fantasy funny, modern, and filled with friendship rather than romance - and also to those who suspect their cat may be living a great and secret life when they're not looking.
A Worry of Weres contains some violence, particularly involving magical fireballs and interspecies conflict, but none of it is graphic. It contains no sex and only mild language. It does, however, contain blasphemy.
