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The sheriff's hunt chapter 57
While the meeting was still on and everyone was still sharing their ideas and theories. One of the officers yelled "What about werewolves?" From the middle of the crowd of officers in the room and everyone turned their eyes to him."Yes, those attacks look like what werewolves could do. Look at the claw marks, look at the bite on the necks of the victims, if those are not werewolves then, I don't know what it is." Another person said, to support the previous theory."And has it ever occurred to you all that those bite marks might be something else? I know vampires bites on their victims neck, too." Hank countered the theory and idea that it might be werewolves."Well, I know that vampires don't have claws, they'd have gone for the heart and the victims hearts are all intact. Moreover, vampires have kind of been extinct or what should I call it? Like a myth." Another person spoke against Hank in support of the previous theory."Why are you all supporting this theory when it's so unreal
The sheriff's hunt chapter 58
Tom glanced up from his desk as Martinez and Rachel sauntered into his office. He had just finished a phone conversation with Lisa. Martinez, always the joker of the group, wasted no time in teasing Tom about his chat with Lisa."So, Tom, how's Lisa? Whispering sweet nothings in your ear, huh?" Martinez chuckled, a mischievous glint in his eyes.Tom rolled his eyes, trying not to let his irritation show. Martinez was always pushing his buttons, and today was no different. He knew his colleagues meant well, but sometimes their joking went too far. With a forced smile, he replied, "Lisa is fine, thank you. Just catching up on some weekend plans."Rachel, ever the diplomat, sensed Tom's discomfort and decided to shift the conversation in a different direction. "Hey, Tom, speaking of plans, did you talk to Hank about the werewolves' allegations?"Tom's expression grew solemn, memories of his unsettling encounter with the alleged werewolf flashed in his mind. He shook himself out of his re
The sheriff's hunt chapter 59
During the night as Tom was still doing some investigations and findings in his room, everything he came across kept on pointing at werewolves and he had no option than to call Martinez despite it being the middle of the night.He picked up his phone from the table and dialed Martinez's number, but it took more than while dial for Martinez to pick up, but when she finally picked up, her voice made it evident that she had already slept off as she made sounds of yawning and stretching, her voice barely above whisper."I'm so sorry, Martinez for calling you by this time of the day, I just needed someone to share my theory with. I'm still pretty convinced that these attacks are caused by werewolves..." Tom stopped speaking as he wasn't receiving any response from the other end. "Martinez, are you there?" He asked."I'm here, just listening. Go on, please." Martinez assured Tom as she cleared her throat and sat up right."You're not usually this quite, you know?" Tom said, trying to make s
The sheriff's hunt chapter60
While Tom and Lisa were still in the car heading to the hospital where Lisa worked, their minds were occupied with worry and anticipation. Lisa's job as a nurse had always demanded her utmost attention, leaving little room for distractions. However, today was different. Today, Emily had planned to deliver a painting to Father John at the local church.As the traffic blurred by them, Tom's pocket began to buzz with an incoming call. He fumbled to retrieve his phone, glancing at the caller ID. It was Emily. His heart skipped a beat, and he quickly answered, his voice laced with caution, "Hey, Em, is everything okay?"Emily's voice sounded distant and slightly muffled through the phone. She responded, "Hey, Dad, I just wanted to let you know that I'm on my way to the church to deliver the painting to Father John. He requested it urgently, and I couldn't say no."A sense of apprehension washed over Tom as he contemplated the idea of his daughter wandering alone to the church after the rec
The sheriff's hunt chapter 61
Embraced by a sense of accomplishment and gratitude, Emily bid farewell to Father John, leaving the painting in his capable hands. As she stepped out onto the sunlit street, a cool breeze brushed against her cheeks, reminding her of the promise she had made to herself earlier - to catch some fresh air at her favorite cafe.The quaint little cafeteria, adorned with colorful flowers in window boxes, seemed to invite Emily in with open arms. As she entered, the pleasant aroma of freshly brewed coffee filled her senses, luring her further inside. The soft chatter of customers mingled with the melodious music playing in the background.Emily ordered her usual espresso and found a cozy corner to sit, her mind still lingering on the painting. Lost in her thoughts, she barely noticed a group of girls around her age approaching her table."Hey, mind if we join you?" one of them asked gently, a radiant smile on her face.Emily looked up, slightly surprised but never one to turn down company. Sh
The sheriff's hunt chapter 62
Emily glanced at her reflection in the mirror and adjusted her hair nervously. She had received an invitation to a party from two of the girls she met at the cafeteria earlier, Mia and Lily. Emily found them charismatic, and had an air of mystery surrounding them. Emily wasn't particularly close to either of them, but their invitation intrigued her nonetheless. After all, how often did she receive invitations to parties since she got to the town? Almost never.As she stood in front of her closet pondering what to wear, doubts started to creep into her mind. What could Mia and Lily possibly want with her? Emily being a complicated girl with am overprotective dad, she preferred the company of her paintings and solitude. She couldn't fathom why the popular girls would extend an invitation to someone like her.Tucking a loose strand of hair behind her ear, she finally settled on a simple yet elegant navy blue dress. With a deep breath, she grabbed her coat, slipped into her shoes, and set
The sheriff's hunt chapter 63
Rachel's mind buzzed with both excitement and trepidation as she delved deeper into the mysteries surrounding the recent attacks in the town. Determined to uncover the truth, she spent countless nights poring over books in the dimly lit library, piecing together fragments of the past that might hold the key to the present.As her investigations progressed, Rachel stumbled upon old newspaper clippings, brittle with age, that detailed a series of horrifying attacks that had occurred in Maplewood decades ago. The stories painted a sinister picture of a town terrorized by a relentless creature, its appearance always coinciding with the full moon.Rachel's heart raced as she read testimonies of the victims, who described the attackers as being fast, agile, and possessing an unearthly strength. One particular account sent shivers down her spine - it spoke of a beast with glowing red eyes and a tortured, animalistic howl that echoed throughout the town's darkest corners.Growing more convinc
The sheriff's hunt chapter 64
The scorching sun beat relentlessly against Tom’s back as he walked down the worn-out streets of Maplewood. Tom’s mind was filled with the chaos that had swept through the town. Attacks had become a haunting reality, with rumors of werewolves roaming the moonlit streets. Determined to uncover the truth, Tom sought out every lead possible - and today, that lead was Hank.Hank was a mysterious figure, always speaking against anyone who accused werewolves of the attacks. Tom felt that he had connections to the supernatural, while also thinking of him being a wolf in sheep's clothing, actively participating in the savage attacks. As Tom approached Hank's secluded cabin, he steeled himself for the intense confrontation that lay ahead.The cabin stood in stark contrast to the rest of the dilapidated town, radiating an aura of seclusion and power. Tom hesitated for a moment, his hand hovering over the rough wooden door. Taking a deep breath, he knocked three times and waited for an answer.S