After receiving the voicemail from Loke, asking to meet up with her would have not been a grand idea. If the wolves were anything like leopards, they would have some kind of leader as well, but whom? She didn't know if the wolves had a certain hiearchy like the leopards, and if she had to be granted to stay on someone's lands. Think Christine, think. Who else did you meet besides Loke and Tim? Of course! Patrick! The man that saved her from flames and public embarrassment. The day after it happened, Patrick managed to go by the hotel and leave his number for Christine at the front desk. Why didn't she think of that before? She dialed his number and left a voicemail.
"Hey Patrick, its Christine. Yeah the crazy pussy that you picked up from the streets the night of the motorbike explosion. Listen, I have been living in a hotel room for weeks now, and the prices are just freakin ridiculous, they're really addin up. I was wondering if you know of a place I could live, perhaps with the city master or the wolf king, or anyone, or if you know another leopard. Anywhere could be really really helpful. Give me a call back. Thankie! Love you!"