Shannon had met a few of them over the course of his tenure as spokesperson for the police. Some of them were all right, but in general it seemed that Eli was easily the smartest person at the entire paper. He simply laughed at the answer and said, "Chicagoan English is a language unto itself."

Giving a soft mmm in his throat to rumble against Eli's lips, Shannon held himself still lest he lean into the touch and ended up being petted into goo in the middle of a fairly public area. He was usually okay with it when they were among friends and the like, but it had a different connotation right now that made him wary to reveal it. "Doesn't lock? Is that why it's a training collar?"