Chapter 161

• "Do you think it's them?" I asked once we were inside the patrol car, both of us handcuffed and looking towards the forest, as the wolves continued to howl.
• Carolina pondered.
• "Maybe, I can't make out from this distance," she replied, shifting uncomfortably. "These handcuffs are bothering me," she complained. The handsome blond officer was at the wheel, still not driving perhaps because he also noticed the howling, and the partner, who was short and dark, was looking towards the forest with some attention.