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The next day did not come fast enough, and when it did, my mind buzzed with a whirlwind of thoughts and emotions as I prepared for the upcoming meeting with Gary. The urgency of finding Meghan and our children consumed my every waking moment. My gut told me that time was running out, and I had to act swiftly and decisively.

In my study, surrounded by the familiar scent of old books and the soothing ambiance of low lighting, I found a momentary respite from the chaos. This was my sanctuary, where I could gather my thoughts and find solace in the familiar.

As I meticulously checked the weapons hung on the wall, my fingers tracing the contours of each blade and feeling the weight of each firearm. I had a single blade made of silver and dipped on wolfs bane with me.

It was the best weapon against werewolves - silver bullets did not work for a million plus technical reasons - and even though Gary had told me to expect trouble from the wolf we were going to see, the blade was for Gary himse