Leon's eyebrows lifted. "He's afraid George will challenge him?"
Had he met the guy?
"George tends to intimidate those around him," Gareth explained. "He left his birth clan because the alpha there was afraid he'd be challenged by George, the same reason he's not allowed to join Henry's clan."
"Huh." Leon pictured the photograph of George in his mind. "I don't see it."
"You don't see it?"
"No."
"He's a six-foot-ten-inch-tall bear shifter. How do you not see it?"
Leon shrugged. He couldn't explain it, but he just didn't see George challenging anyone to anything. That shy glint in his eyes didn't lend itself to someone who was aggressive.
"Well, whether you see it or not, be careful. Shifters can be a testy lot."
Gareth should know. He was a shifter.
"You got it, Boss."
Leon saluted then turned and walked out of the office. He did have to stop by his apartment and grab a duffel bag of clean clothes, and it really wouldn't hurt to take a shower. He had been out on an assignment. While the dingy apartment he'd been staying in did have a shower, he wouldn't have bathed in it on a bet. He needed to get some of the dinge off his body.
He'd still have plenty of time to get to George Carver's place, even if he was supposed to be there yesterday.
