Case Presentation

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There was blood everywhere.

Pieces of werewolf flesh and fur lay scattered around me.

How had things turned out so wrong?

There was a stench of rotting meat in the air as I walked bare feet towards a light. My feet were so slick with blood that I nearly slipped a couple of times on top of some dead werewolf.

I remembered getting everything ready for the Simmons' case at the Werewolf council but then, what happened?

I showed up.

Everyone showed up.

John was smirking. Peterson was by his side.

Despite me telling him to stay away, my father had shown up and walked straight to stand beside John.

He had said something like John being a better son than I ever could be. But John was a nobody. My father hated me but why would he say that?

I don't remember who started it.

I remember that I finished it.

I saw Zoe on the floor.

I bent down. My hands were trembling as I removed a lock of hair stuck to her bloody face. No.

This was not how things were supposed to turn out.

I felt