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the Night Fantastic.") As I read the box, all of the little pieces
fell into place. Hey, the Wolf Pack could be team of FBI
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agents! Nobody has ever done that before! (remember, this
was almost a decade before The X-Files) And this covert
branch of the FBI fought supernatural criminals, but not all
supernaturals. Case in point, it is not illegal to be a vampire.
So if a vampire owned a herd of cows and only drank their
blood, then no laws had been broken and the Bureau will
have to defend the vampire against a mob of angry villagers.
Hot damn, now you're talking! This is exactly what the
Wolf Pack was supposed to be. Now I knew that with enough
effort I could get the novel there, but I liked the tone of this.
It resonated in my head and I made a decision.
Swiftly, I started creating an FBI investigation team: the
dashingly handsome Ed Alvarez, a private detective from
Chicago. Ed looks a lot like me, and talks like me, and eats at
my favorite restaurants, but then this was only my second
novel.
Then came, Jessica Taylor, the sexy telepath that Ed was
secretly in love with. She knew (of course), but he didn't
know that she knew. Now I could have fun with that. Ah,
love!
Okay, Mindy was perfect so she would stay as Mindy, but
I'd give her a special weapon. Nice. Richard stayed the same,
except I combed his wild mane of hair and removed his
nickname since it was too distracting. As the team was FBI,
they had ample monetary support from the government and
thus no need of a financial backer, so George gained fifty
pounds and became a war veteran from Viet Nam, an
overweight warrior, still hard as steel in spite of the passing
years. Pausing for a moment, I gazed thoughtfully at my
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alligator shoes, and out of the blue came Amigo, their pet
lizard with a very big secret. As a military historian, it was
obvious that having only one wizard was poor tactics,
insufficient firepower, so I added Raul Horta (as strange a
character as I have ever penned), and then rounded them off
with a big, beefy, redheaded Irish Catholic priest, Father
Michael Xavier Donaher. After all, somebody had to do the
exorcisms. (Remember the movie that started this?)
While my friends gamed, I furiously wrote in the corner,