" Alright miss Jenkins," the cop stated in a normal tone of voice. "I'm glad to hear your friend has chosen to return the item to the store. It's alwa...ys nice to see citizens doing the right thing." As he spoke, he jotted a note onto a slip of paper and pushed it into her hand. He smiled and nodded, stood, and extended his hand for shaking.Tammie shook his hand and left the building. Once inside her car, she unfolded the paper and read "Meet me at the park where we 'talked' in half an hour." A. Itried to be strong when I stood up and flat out said im going to myroom. It was a bluff and she blocked my way and said. "You aren't goinganywhere, Barbie. Our step mom said you have to do anything I said."I blurted out. "She didn't mean you could beat me up." It probably didbut I tried.She responded. "I thought boys liked to wrestle and roughhouse."That was when Craig said. "May be he's not really a boy, Linda," andshe pushed me down to the floor.I shouted, "Get off of me!" but she simply. ‘Please…’ she begged whatever gods listened to her. ‘Please let me find him.’A sleepy huff drew her attention to a hybrid wolf with fur that ran dark brown along his spine, to gold, to cream on his paws and undersides. He slept on his side and breathed deep, making his leathery black nostrils flare. Approaching the werewolf, she saw stripes of bare flesh where he had been scarred, with a few marking his face.Sigrid’s heart thundered in her ears as she reached out to stroke the bristly fur along. Looking south you could see people walking along the shore line from the main beach as the Military where not doing firing range practice and it was open. Peering through my sunglasses I could make out the figure of a lonely figure of a man walking towards me. His curly black hair was ruffled by a soft breeze and you could see his was shirtless with a very hairy chest. Although the gait of his walk seemed familiar to me it didn’t dawn on me till later that it was Mr Peterson walking up from the.