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"You mean because of the reporter who was killed last night?" Lilly guessed.
"Yes, and I would rather my neighbors not be so horrifically slaughtered," Paul added.
Lilly cringed as she recalled the details of the grisly murder, but her heart was struck a harsher blow. The sad eyes of the creature that saved her. Those couldn't be the ones of a murderer. "You don't really think a wolf thing is killing these people, do you?"
"I hope we won't find out tonight," Paul told her as the car slowed to a stop.
"We have reached the gates, sir," Origa informed them.
Paul grabbed the handle of the door. "I'm stepping out. Turn the car around and keep the engine running."
Lilly grasped his arm with both hands. "I'm coming with you."
He looked over his shoulder and shook his head. "You
