Page 55 of Wolf's Forbidden Curse

Al suddenly fell into hysterics and I knew I needed to move on from this line of thinking. He didn’t have any information for me, and standing here, barking up the wrong tree, was a waste of time.

“You have to call the police.”

“Huh?”

“Call the cops,” I repeated. “Tell them what we think happened and have them come review the footage. You get the ball rolling from that side of things, okay?”

He slowly drew his hands up and frowned at me. “What are you going to do?”

“I’m going to go find her.”

“How?”

“I have a plan, but if I were to tell you about it, you would never believe me. It’s just easier if you don’t ask questions. Do you have something of Missy’s? Something she wore?”

“I—I have a t-shirt she left here, yeah,” he said.

“Go get it and meet me in the backyard.” I darted around the corner before he could ask any questions, taking the stairs up to the apartment two at a time. Once inside, I grabbed the jeans I’d seen Daphne wearing tonight when I dropped by the first time. They smelled strongly of her. I threw the fabric over one shoulder and ran back to the yard. A few seconds later, Al came down his patio steps with a little white t-shirt in hand.

“What do you need this for?”

“There’s no time to explain,” I said. “Call me if you learn anything new, and let me know what the cops say.”

“But—”

“Just do it, Al!” I said harshly. “That’s how you can help right now. Let me take care of the rest.”

He stared at me for a second, perhaps trying to figure me out even though he was never going to. Then he nodded and stepped back. “Okay then. I’ll call the cops.”

“Good man.” I offered him a friendly look, although I couldn’t quite muster up a smile given the circumstances. Then I turned and took off running home.

For the second time in less than an hour, I came barreling through the front door of the house like a bat out of hell. Nobody was in the living room, however, so I had to gather everyone downstairs by screaming up the stairwell.

“Wake up! All of you, wake up! Get down here! It’s an emergency!”

In the kitchen, I grabbed the car keys and waited impatiently as my friends trickled in, rubbing their eyes.

“What the fuck is going on?” Nic said before being taken over by a yawn. “Have you lost your mind?”

“Yeah, I have to teach in the morning,” said Matt. “So, whatever this is, make it quick.”

Cornelius didn’t say anything, but he’d joined the party, which was enough for me.

“Katrina—Daphne—whatever her name is—she’s been kidnapped,” I said. “I went back to her apartment and found the door open and the place empty.”

“Wha—”

“It was Al’s psycho girlfriend,” I said, cutting Nic off. “She and someone else drugged Daphne and took her from the apartment, and we have to find her. I tried to pick up on their scent, but I wasn’t able to get much. Here.” I put the articles of clothing on the table. “I brought these back so you all could try. Can you see if you get anything? Even a vague direction would be helpful so that I’m not running all over the fucking state looking for her.”

“I’m so confused. You said she was kidnapped?” Nic stared at me with a shocked expression. “When?”

“A few hours ago.”

“Why?”

“I have no fucking idea! Why does anyone kidnap anyone?”

She folded her arms. “I mean, does this have anything to do with her being a werewolf?”

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