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The cars turned a right at the main road and drove away from town. The wide pastures slowly changed to the woods as we approached the foothills of the mountains.
I pressed my hand against the cage divider and looked at the pair of bear-men. They were transformed enough to fit into the car and drive. “Mind telling me where we’re going?” They stared straight ahead. “Will it be execution style behind a barn or do we get a forest view?” Stony silence. I frowned and dropped back onto the seat. I crossed my arms and slumped down. “Typical. Police never want to answer questions.”
I heard a sniffle beside me and looked to Jasmine. She hung her head and clasped her hands in her laps. A few tears glistened atop her fingers. I straightened and set my hand atop hers.
She looked up
