This little lady looked like she was in shock. Her mouth hung open like a guppy, her large blue eyes watched him with concern, but she did not appear ...injured. The small fender bender was not enough to do much more damage than a scratch, and by the state of her car, she was used to hitting immobile objects.Dings and scratches covered nearly every inch of the small car, and was that duct tape holding her headlight in place? The inside of the vehicle was not in much better shape. The backseat was. He moaned a little and lifted his head to get a look at me behind him, prompting me to give a hard slap on his ass with my ruler. "Keep your head down! Bad boys must be punished. How old are you, Nicholas?" "I'm 18, Miss." "Perfect. Then as a rule of thumb, you will be spanked eighteen times." He clenched his cheeks to prepare for the blows he knew he was about to receive. "Count them for me, Nick. You can count to 18 can't you? Or should I have a talk with your math teacher?" "Yes, I can,. "Poo-poo! Me too!" she proclaimed proudly."Ewww! Daddy!" Cindi shrieked."We'll take care of them. We promise!" I quoted, reminding her of her promise. "This is part of taking care of them," I told her."You rat! I thought you were my friend!" Cindi moaned as she glared at Lori, but her eyes were sparkling with humor."I am. I didn't give Amy the chance to be the first one to change one of my babies!" Lori announced proudly. Everyone smiled at that. I thought Amy's smile had a tinge of relief in. He excelled at ferreting out those creatures that hid in plain sight. Over time her developed sources of information on the web and made contacts with other hunters and informants. After that he started to get more and more information on beings he couldn’t have found himself. Information that told him not only where to find these monsters, but what kind her was dealing with. He couldn’t believe his fortune in finding this source of information. That source had created a problem for him.