There's a body beneath the skip bins. Fae on the forklift. A vampire in the manager's office. And there's definitely something skeevy going on in the locker rooms.
Hi. I'm Pet. Well, not exactly Pet. I am a pet.
I was meant to stay out of it, but somebody's gotta do something when humans are being killed by Behindkind creatures.
Lucky for me, my owners are just as dangerous and inhuman as the bad guys . . . maybe more.
