Chapter 18

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October 19, Monday

“Henry. We need to cool things off,” Jamey muttered, not looking at him.

Gathering his courage, Henry had come looking for Jamey at lunch and found him in the break room, surrounded by all the other guys who were talking about the curse and Larkin’s wolf and wondering where it had been lately. Animal Control got him? Shot by crazy hunters, who had, just this past weekend, taken out two more German shepherds and a little old lady’s Great Dane.Sidetracked by Little Red Riding Hood? All the seats in the break room were taken and Jamey wouldn’t look at him or say more than hey.