The last time Indigo Barnaby had been in Louisiana, his name hadn't been Indigo Barnaby. He'd been happy to leave the state behind, and he didn't much want to go back either. But apparently, he was going there.
At least he wasn't going alone.
A shifter biker chick that was how she described herself, he thought defensively named Maggie Beaumont, was leading the way. Things had really changed in the shifter world, Indigo admitted. For the better, he supposed. Or at least, he wasn't going to tell Maggie Beaumont he had any doubts about it.
It wasn't just the two of them. Cujo Brown, security chief for the World Council of Alphas, was going. So was an Irishman named Timothy O'Brien, and another Navy vet like himself named Jason Wahlberg. It was a good team, Indigo admitted. He was reasonably confident they'd be able to overthrow most small countries with that team.
He wasn't sure they would get out of Louisiana alive, however. That was a whole 'nother kettle of fish.