Chapter 25–Book 2
##Warning dark topics and language.##
Agent David was not happy when he learned that they burned all the evidence, he was happy with the pictures sure but that evidence would have become the clinching pin. He was Werebear and he understood the implications because some of the victims were younger weres as well.
That was until Jack came up to David and ushered him away from the rest of the main house.
“Calm down David, Sam saved you some of it.”
Jack brought David over to a locked shed. They went inside and sitting there on a table was a wooden box, inside it was several plastic baggies with the more intact evidence. The
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journal that James had kept, as well as one of the smaller jars of eyes.
It was a sick collection, David looked at it as if it were nothing more than a collection of papers. It was the sign of a seasoned officer. It made Jack wonder, what else has David seen in his life that makes him numb to all this.
David looked at Jack as if he could telli what he was thinking,
“I know what you are thinking, how can I look upon these horrible things and not want to run screaming.”
“The truth is I have seen a lot worse than this it is true, there is still the part of me that wants to run away screaming and another who wants to hunt the monster down and kill him. Justice system or no justice system.”
“Sometimes I want to lay aside my badge and take it into my own hands.
That way I know that the monster will not get away with some stupid technicality.”
“It is even harder for my Bear, there are times he wants to just shift and tear them all to shreds.”
“Trust me when I tell you that this affects me, you just can’t see it in my face anymore. Too many years of this shit has made that part of me numb.”
“Jack, this is going to be my last case for the FBI, I am going to retire from the bureau. I am not sure if I will ever go back into law enforcement but I know I want time with my daughter, I want a family. Maybe I will get married and Nova will give us some
grandbabies.”
Jack started to laugh, oh, ok old man perhaps you might consider living in the area. We are going to need a new Sheriff. David looked at him, “not
sure I want that job either. Living in the area though sounds like a really good start.
“For now, Jack I am going to take this evidence over to where my other agents are staying in Wrighton, they will have it processed for the federal prosecutor: I should be back by tomorrow evening. Try to save some of the fun for me. I have been itching to have a nice long chat with the Sheriff.
Tack gave him a smile and a wave as David put the box in his trunk and drove down the drive out of sight.
Todd woke up in total darkness, he was soaking wet. The ropes were biting into his skin he could feel that they were wet with more than just the rain. Was it really necessary for them to handcuff and tie ropes as
well?
He felt like he was being watched. Not from the Cabin, from the woods instead. He tried to see what it might be but all he could make out was the shadow of trees in the blackness. There were too many clouds to have any light from the moon: Which meant that more rain was coming.
Todd struggled to get out but it wasn’t working, he just wasn’t strong enough to break the rope. He was also still handcuffed as well, so even if he got the rope off he would still have to get his hands free from behind the tree. Since his arms were already numb, that was not going to work either.
With a sigh, he hung his head. That was when he heard a slight sound coming from the trees behind him. His heart started to pound uncomfortably in his chest. He was
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finding it harder to breathe.
That was when he heard a whisper…
“Don’t make a sound, that creep is asleep right now. I am here to get you out of here. We have to be as quiet as possible, so when I untie you I will carry you out of here over my back. Like a fireman. Do you understand? If you do nod your head.” D
* Todd frantically nodded his head.”
“Good, let us get out of here then.”
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