The Parker Case Files. #1:- The Case of the Lovelorn Werewolf Pt1
Posted: Wed Apr 19, 2023 11:42 pm
Following their terrifying encounter with the Alien Shapeshifter Ozymia, former Agent Dr Susan Parker has formed the Private Investigation Company, Parker Investigations LTD. Alongside former agents Diana Allers and Wendy Ashford, Dr Gillian Scully and young occult expert Dr Abby Fonseca. Their goal is to investigate cases of the supernatural, and to prove it's existence scientifically. After catching wind of a spree of animal attacks and murdered women in the small sleepy town of Forest Haven, in Connecticut the team sets off on their first case...
The Night of Wednesday August 8th 2023
As four teenagers, two girls and two boys sat around their campfire, smoking hash and drinking they were unaware that they being stalked from from the shadows by a large creature with glowing amber eyes. It had the unmistakable profile of a wolf, yet seemed feminine and acting with the cunning of a human. The wolf liked her lips, salivating from anticipation of the hunt to satisfy its need to kill. Yet as it neared the group, baring its teeth to strike, it felt a strange recognition with one of the girls. She had long blonde hair, braided into pigtails which dangled down her shoulders, with high cheekbones rounded features and blue almond eyes. The wolf sniffed the air, her scent was familiar attractive even, it knew her possibly loved her. The others however drew memories of anger, rage. Yes it will enjoy killing the other three, of feeling their blood in its mouth. The wolf crouched low, baring its teeth ready to strike.
Amy Hutchinson sat with her three friends, Crystal Keating, Hank Murray and Darryl Jackson as they laughed and drink alcohol, well away from the prying eyes of their parents and the local sheriff. All aged 18 and seniors at Forest Haven High School, home of the wolves. Amy and her friend Crystal were both cheerleaders for the wolves, while Hank and Darryl were both on the team as line backs. Both boys were dressed in red letterman jackets, with FH stenciled on their left breasts and the team emblem on the back. Hank was a Caucasian with blonde hair and chiseled good looks, while Darryl was an African-American youth. As she turned to Crystal, Amy couldn't help but be reminded of her close friend April Logan who had disappeared 6 months ago. Crystal had shallow cheekbones, angular features and big brown eyes her long light brown hair hung past her shoulders. Yep definitely a looker, thought Amy like April was. Crystal was dressed in a blue checkered open shirt, underwhich she wore a white tanktop that emphasised her small B-cup breasts, and skinny denim jeans belted at the waist, which showed off her tight pert ass, with red doc martens sneakers on her feet. Around her neck she wore a small heart necklace, with heart studded earrings. " Amy, Amy. Where have you been girl. You spaced out for a moment there." The sound of Crystals voice snapped her back to the present. " Sorry guys, I was just thinking about April. You know it's been only six months since her disappearance, and then all of the killings since then. I cannot help thinking what if she was the first." The other three exchanged nervous glances, as Crystal laid a hand on Amy's. " I know that she was your friend, Amy but you know that she bailed after her parents also disappeared. That bitch bailed on the team, she is no great loss." Hank smiled at the two girls. "As for the Forest Haven Mauler. My dad says it's just a cougar preying on hikers and daytrippers, it's not a human at all." Crystal shook her head. " So how do you explain the stripped female corpses, left behind at the scene?" Hank looked at Darryl and shrugged. "Maybe it's a crazy mountain man, with a taste for young girls, he rips their throats out and strips them, then he has his way with them." Darryl teased them. Amy rolled her eyes. " You are so full of shit, Darryl." She said has the boys laughed. When they had calmed down, Hank got up. " Well I'am going up to drain the lizard. Watch the mauler doesn't get you." As Hank turned around laughing, a large wolf jumped out from the bushes launching itself at him. Hank barely had any time to react, as the beast tackled him to the ground ripping out his throat. The three of them, screamed in horror at the grisly scene as the wolf it's mouth wet with Hanks blood, Darryl yelled at the two girls to run from the campsite as the beast pounced on him. The two girls, feld hand in hand as they heard Darryl scream at the top of his lungs, until his voice was cut short with a gurgle. As the two girls ran desperately, trying to out run the wolf Amy felt Crystal's hand slip from her fingers she turned to see her friend being dragged away by her right foot, by the creature. Crystal held out her hand, but Amy couldn't reach her. The last she saw of Crystal, was her being dragged away by the wolf screaming Amy's name as she disappeared into the bushes, her screams abruptly silenced by a loud snap. Tears streaming down her face, Amy turned to run. She needed to run and call for the police, the national guard, anyone who could kill the beast that had mauled her friend. As she ran she took out her phone, but didn't get the chance to use it as she ran straight into a tree and fell unconscious.
As the wolf, crouched low over the body of Crystal Keating, it began to whelp in pain as it's body shifted it's bones cracking and reshaping. It's legs straightened out it's snout beginning to recede into a shape that was decidedly more human. As the ribcage of the wolf shrank, it took on more human dimensions breasts started to form on her chests, the tail shrank back into the coccyx as the the curves of human hips became more pronounced. It's whelps gave away to feminine cries of pain, as it's fur sloughed off giving way to white human skin and long black hair. After the pain of her transformation, April Logan knelt naked over the body of Crystal Keating, caressing her shirt. Even after 6 months, April still hadn't gotten used to the pain of her transformations, of her bones breaking and reshaping every time, but she had never regretted getting bitten that fateful night. Since then she had been attacking hikers or lone couples practicing her hunting skills and looting clothes from the dead women she had killed. The wolf had made her strong, she was no longer April the meek, April the Cheerleader. She was April the wolf, using this gift to avenge those idiots that humiliated her and drove her from her beloved Amy. She looked down at the body of Crystal, the girl who was once her friend who had been the first to turn on her, who now lay at her feet her throat crushed and torn out, her only purpose now was to provide April with something to wear. She began to strip the dead girl, removing her jewellery and putting them on herself then unlaced her red doc martens removing them and her white socks from her feet. After unbelting Crystals jeans, April peeled them off her long divine legs and off her body. Not feeling particularly squeamish, April whipped off the dead girl's solid white thong panties exposing her small vulva crowned with a thin trimmed strip of brown pubic hair. After she pulled up Crystals thong, April pulled her half naked corpse up and slipped her flannel shirt off her shoulders, letting the body fall back down to the earth. After flicking Crystals arms up, April pulled off her tank down taking care not to ruin the garment with Crystals blood, then rolling the corpse onto her side, April unclasped then girl's matching white t-shirt bra. Slipping off Crystals bra, revealed her small but buoyant B-cup breasts with light pink perky areolas. As an afterthought, she removed Crystals scrunchie copying her ponytail. April quickly got dressed in Crystals clothes, finding them to be a decent fit at least until her next transformation. She spared the naked body of Crystal a cursory glance, taking in her supple toned athletic body gentle curves and tight pert buttocks. Crystal was an attractive girl, her beauty marred by the red ruin of her throat, but April was only ever attracted to one girl her beloved Amy. April left the naked body of Crystal behind, as she sought out Amy. It didn't take her long to find the unconscious body of Amy, sprawled unconscious after she had ran headlong into that tree. April knelt beside her, admiring her beauty as she slept an ugly red bruise appearing on her forehead. April had been trailing Amy for months, watching her from afar looking for the best moment to reveal herself and give her the gift, so they could hunt together. Tonight was that moment. April extended one of her nails, scratching Amy gently across the side of her throat, drawing a little blood. "Soon my love. You will possess the strength I have, then no-one tear us apart." April kissed her beloved on the forehead then she left the woods, it would be only a day or two until Amy started to change then they would finally be together.
24 hours later
Susan Parker looked at her new private detective ID as she sat in the passenger seat, of the rental car driven by Abby. Susan hated the picture just as much as she hated the one she had on her DoHS ID. Then again she never made a good photograph, even though she was a looker. At the moment, Abby and herself were on the way to latest crime scene, of what was being dubbed as the Forest Haven Maulings. The rest of the team had set up at a local motel, they didn't want to contaminate the crime scene. "So Abby, do you mind telling me what sets this apart from your typical wild animal attacks?" Abby without taking her eyes of the world, handed her the case file. " Over a course of six months, there have been a string of maulings around the town of Forest Haven, Connecticut. The MO is the same, a single hiker or couple have been found dead mauled. The funny thing is that the female victims were found naked, stripped of everything clothes, jewellery and underwear, with their throats torn out. I believe the first victim was April Logan, she was the first to disappear.Then her parents. Trouble is the local fuzz never recovered their bodies." Susan had to admit her interest was piqued. "So are either dealing with a seriously horny cougar or..." Abby glanced at her " A werewolf, a female werewolf. Come on, Susan. You can do the math, a pretty woman like yourself." The sudden flirt had taken Susan off her guard, but she found it pleasing nevertheless. " You know, Abby. If you had said that to me before I had even met my first shapeshifting Alien, I would have laughed in your face. But in the absence of other evidence, we have to accept the possibility." Abby smiled as she turned down into the road, approaching a police corden. "So Ozymia, wasn't your first alien you had met?" Susan shook her head. " No, the first one was a damn sight more prettier, that's for sure. You can hit up the lovebirds for a story, if you like. They ran into her too." Abby stopped the car briefly. " That sounds like a story, feel like sharing." Susan took a deep breath. " Not right now. Abby. If you want the full story, you would need to get me really drunk. But right now, we need to focus on the case." Abby laughed as she drove the car up to the police corden. There they were flagged down by a female deputy sheriff. " Sorry, ma'am's. You have to turn back the way you came. We have an active crime scene ahead." Susan held out her detectives licence. " Dr Susan Parker, of Parker Investigations. We are expected by Sheriff Walker, my colleague here called ahead." The deputy scanned the ID, and called into her radio. "Deputy Samuels, here. I have a private detective, at the corden. She says the Sheriff is expecting her? Right, he is. Thanks Cooper." She turned back to Susan, handing her back her ID. " You can find the Sheriff at the crime scene. Just followed the evidence markers, he will be surrounding by CSI's." Susan thanked her, as she and Abby got out of their car, ducking under the crime scene tape they proceeded up the path.
"You must be the experts from Washington that rang ahead. To be honest, I'am glad you are here, we have been overwhelmed This used to be a quiet town, now it seems the big city as caught up with us. I didn't want to hand this over to the feds, it should stay a local matter. So can I count on your discretion and that of your team." Said Sheriff Graham Walker, as he held out his hand. Susan shook it, feeling the man's firm grip. "Absolutely, Sheriff. So what have we have here?" Susan asked as she took in the scene. " Well we have 4 victims, three bodies they are all local kids. The boys here, Hank Murray and Darryl Jackson, both linebackers with the wolves. I know their parents, good people. We all go to the same church." Susan put on a pair of gloves and gave a pair to gloves to Abbey as she looked over the corpses of the men. " Hank looks to have his throat ripped out, whatever did this was quick and bold to attack a group, while Darryl as been disembowelled." Susan could see the claw marks across Darryl's belly, his intestines peaking through his rent flesh. Abby crouched next to Susan. " This cannot be a werewolf. The corpses still have their hearts, they haven't been eaten." She whispered into Susan's ear. "Sheriff you said there was another body and a fourth victim." The sheriff led them up the path, filling them in. " The Hutchinson girl, Amy, she got out with a stretch. We have taken her to the local hospital, she was the one who called this in." Abby shot Susan a knowing look. One Susan couldn't quite place for the time being " We would need to speak to her. She is a witness." Susan said to the Sheriff. He frowned slightly. " Well you could try. She received a blow to the head, and is suffering from temporary amnesia. She cannot remember anything from last night." Susan flashed him a sympathetic smile. " I understand, Sheriff, but I would like to try. Maybe a fresh face would jog her memory." The sheriff shrugged. " Be my guest, perhaps you are right. Here is the third victim, Crystal Keating, the town doctors daughter." They came upon the body of a naked girl, on her front her pert naked ass on display." Well, I will leave to it. I have too much already today." He bade them farewell. Susan and Abbey knelt by the pitiful naked body, Susan closing her open eyes. " Well this matches your MO in the case file. Female victim, throat torn out and stripped naked. What makes you say it's not a werewolf. You were certain before." Abby shook her head. " Well they still have their hearts, for one. Werewolves consume the hearts of their victims. Seeing these three, this seems personal. Like whatever killed them, wanted them to suffer." Susan regarded the dead naked girl, she was much too young. "What if it was a werewolf? But she is driven by a grudge, something completely personal. She murders these kids, strips this one because she needs something to wear. And the others, were her practicing her technique, stealing clothing from her victims to survive." Abby nodded catching her thread. "But, that doesn't explain why she let Amy live. If she kills these three out of revenge, then who is Amy to her?" Susan got up, finishing her examination. " A good question, look you see these tracks around the body." Susan pointed to the tracks, some where unmistakably those of a wolf then they had turned into human footprints. " Wow! physical evidence. I will need to take pictures of these, plus the wounds on the bodies and the victims themselves" Abby took out her phone and immediately began taking pictures. "Abby, just be a little more sensitive. We don't need to antagonise the locals." Susan had seen some of the looks the deputies were throwing them. Abby had noticed them too, and became a little less exuberant. "Sorry I can be a little intense sometimes. It's nice to now you care." She said as she took her pictures, but remained respectful. Susan smiled at her and took out her phone. She dialled Gillian. "Gillian, it's Susan. We are at the latest crime scene. It's seems that Abby is on to something." Gillian paused before answering. "That's Abby for you, she is a little keen. But like you as good instincts. So what's our next steps?" Susan followed Abby back down to the bodies of Hank and Darryl. "Well we need to regroup, at the motel first so Abby can fill you in on our discoveries." Then tomorrow we should question Amy Hutchinson. Maybe we can jog her memory, get a fresh lead that way. Also we should ask around at her school, about the first disappearance, April Logan. I have a feeling she is tied to this." Gillian hummed in agreement. "Ok, see you back at the motel." Susan bade her farewell. As she hung her phone, Abby tapped on her shoulder. " Ok, Susan. I have what I need, I think we should get going. Some of these cops, look like they want to shoot me." Susan gestured for her to follow as they way back towards their car.
"So you are actually telling us, that werewolves are real. Well after what we went through in Alaska, nothing surprises me anymore." Said Diana Allers through a mouthful of noodles, as her girlfriend Wendy Ashford gave them a carton each, as they all sat together in Susan's room, which had become their makeshift incident room. "I didn't expect understanding from you, Diana." Susan had popped open a can of Pepsi has she spoke. "Well the whole business in Alaska opened my eyes. Plus Wendy and I owe you, Susan. We never would have made it out alive, if it wasn't for you." Wendy sat down next to her partner, and passionately kissed her. " So you already mentioned your plan of action Susan. Who will be doing what?" Asked Dr Gillian Scully, as she opened the box of spring rolls. Susan took a gulp of soda, before she answered. " Diana and Wendy will hit up the school. Ask the principal, and the students. They will have the better scuttlebutt." The lovers nodded their ascent, their mouths full of Chinese food. "Gillian, we will go to the hospital and question Amy to see if she remembers anything." Gillian had bitten into a spring roll. "Works for me." Abbey stuck her hand up. "I have a concern, about Amy. She survived a werewolf attack, with a stratch. Traditionally, they only means one thing. We may need to keep an eye on her, just in case she wolfs out." There was a collective sigh around the room. Susan bit into a spring roll. "Nothings ever simple is it?" She quipped. Allers smiled as she gulped down her noodles. "Looks like we might have to break out the silver bullets after all."
The Night of Wednesday August 8th 2023
As four teenagers, two girls and two boys sat around their campfire, smoking hash and drinking they were unaware that they being stalked from from the shadows by a large creature with glowing amber eyes. It had the unmistakable profile of a wolf, yet seemed feminine and acting with the cunning of a human. The wolf liked her lips, salivating from anticipation of the hunt to satisfy its need to kill. Yet as it neared the group, baring its teeth to strike, it felt a strange recognition with one of the girls. She had long blonde hair, braided into pigtails which dangled down her shoulders, with high cheekbones rounded features and blue almond eyes. The wolf sniffed the air, her scent was familiar attractive even, it knew her possibly loved her. The others however drew memories of anger, rage. Yes it will enjoy killing the other three, of feeling their blood in its mouth. The wolf crouched low, baring its teeth ready to strike.
Amy Hutchinson sat with her three friends, Crystal Keating, Hank Murray and Darryl Jackson as they laughed and drink alcohol, well away from the prying eyes of their parents and the local sheriff. All aged 18 and seniors at Forest Haven High School, home of the wolves. Amy and her friend Crystal were both cheerleaders for the wolves, while Hank and Darryl were both on the team as line backs. Both boys were dressed in red letterman jackets, with FH stenciled on their left breasts and the team emblem on the back. Hank was a Caucasian with blonde hair and chiseled good looks, while Darryl was an African-American youth. As she turned to Crystal, Amy couldn't help but be reminded of her close friend April Logan who had disappeared 6 months ago. Crystal had shallow cheekbones, angular features and big brown eyes her long light brown hair hung past her shoulders. Yep definitely a looker, thought Amy like April was. Crystal was dressed in a blue checkered open shirt, underwhich she wore a white tanktop that emphasised her small B-cup breasts, and skinny denim jeans belted at the waist, which showed off her tight pert ass, with red doc martens sneakers on her feet. Around her neck she wore a small heart necklace, with heart studded earrings. " Amy, Amy. Where have you been girl. You spaced out for a moment there." The sound of Crystals voice snapped her back to the present. " Sorry guys, I was just thinking about April. You know it's been only six months since her disappearance, and then all of the killings since then. I cannot help thinking what if she was the first." The other three exchanged nervous glances, as Crystal laid a hand on Amy's. " I know that she was your friend, Amy but you know that she bailed after her parents also disappeared. That bitch bailed on the team, she is no great loss." Hank smiled at the two girls. "As for the Forest Haven Mauler. My dad says it's just a cougar preying on hikers and daytrippers, it's not a human at all." Crystal shook her head. " So how do you explain the stripped female corpses, left behind at the scene?" Hank looked at Darryl and shrugged. "Maybe it's a crazy mountain man, with a taste for young girls, he rips their throats out and strips them, then he has his way with them." Darryl teased them. Amy rolled her eyes. " You are so full of shit, Darryl." She said has the boys laughed. When they had calmed down, Hank got up. " Well I'am going up to drain the lizard. Watch the mauler doesn't get you." As Hank turned around laughing, a large wolf jumped out from the bushes launching itself at him. Hank barely had any time to react, as the beast tackled him to the ground ripping out his throat. The three of them, screamed in horror at the grisly scene as the wolf it's mouth wet with Hanks blood, Darryl yelled at the two girls to run from the campsite as the beast pounced on him. The two girls, feld hand in hand as they heard Darryl scream at the top of his lungs, until his voice was cut short with a gurgle. As the two girls ran desperately, trying to out run the wolf Amy felt Crystal's hand slip from her fingers she turned to see her friend being dragged away by her right foot, by the creature. Crystal held out her hand, but Amy couldn't reach her. The last she saw of Crystal, was her being dragged away by the wolf screaming Amy's name as she disappeared into the bushes, her screams abruptly silenced by a loud snap. Tears streaming down her face, Amy turned to run. She needed to run and call for the police, the national guard, anyone who could kill the beast that had mauled her friend. As she ran she took out her phone, but didn't get the chance to use it as she ran straight into a tree and fell unconscious.
As the wolf, crouched low over the body of Crystal Keating, it began to whelp in pain as it's body shifted it's bones cracking and reshaping. It's legs straightened out it's snout beginning to recede into a shape that was decidedly more human. As the ribcage of the wolf shrank, it took on more human dimensions breasts started to form on her chests, the tail shrank back into the coccyx as the the curves of human hips became more pronounced. It's whelps gave away to feminine cries of pain, as it's fur sloughed off giving way to white human skin and long black hair. After the pain of her transformation, April Logan knelt naked over the body of Crystal Keating, caressing her shirt. Even after 6 months, April still hadn't gotten used to the pain of her transformations, of her bones breaking and reshaping every time, but she had never regretted getting bitten that fateful night. Since then she had been attacking hikers or lone couples practicing her hunting skills and looting clothes from the dead women she had killed. The wolf had made her strong, she was no longer April the meek, April the Cheerleader. She was April the wolf, using this gift to avenge those idiots that humiliated her and drove her from her beloved Amy. She looked down at the body of Crystal, the girl who was once her friend who had been the first to turn on her, who now lay at her feet her throat crushed and torn out, her only purpose now was to provide April with something to wear. She began to strip the dead girl, removing her jewellery and putting them on herself then unlaced her red doc martens removing them and her white socks from her feet. After unbelting Crystals jeans, April peeled them off her long divine legs and off her body. Not feeling particularly squeamish, April whipped off the dead girl's solid white thong panties exposing her small vulva crowned with a thin trimmed strip of brown pubic hair. After she pulled up Crystals thong, April pulled her half naked corpse up and slipped her flannel shirt off her shoulders, letting the body fall back down to the earth. After flicking Crystals arms up, April pulled off her tank down taking care not to ruin the garment with Crystals blood, then rolling the corpse onto her side, April unclasped then girl's matching white t-shirt bra. Slipping off Crystals bra, revealed her small but buoyant B-cup breasts with light pink perky areolas. As an afterthought, she removed Crystals scrunchie copying her ponytail. April quickly got dressed in Crystals clothes, finding them to be a decent fit at least until her next transformation. She spared the naked body of Crystal a cursory glance, taking in her supple toned athletic body gentle curves and tight pert buttocks. Crystal was an attractive girl, her beauty marred by the red ruin of her throat, but April was only ever attracted to one girl her beloved Amy. April left the naked body of Crystal behind, as she sought out Amy. It didn't take her long to find the unconscious body of Amy, sprawled unconscious after she had ran headlong into that tree. April knelt beside her, admiring her beauty as she slept an ugly red bruise appearing on her forehead. April had been trailing Amy for months, watching her from afar looking for the best moment to reveal herself and give her the gift, so they could hunt together. Tonight was that moment. April extended one of her nails, scratching Amy gently across the side of her throat, drawing a little blood. "Soon my love. You will possess the strength I have, then no-one tear us apart." April kissed her beloved on the forehead then she left the woods, it would be only a day or two until Amy started to change then they would finally be together.
24 hours later
Susan Parker looked at her new private detective ID as she sat in the passenger seat, of the rental car driven by Abby. Susan hated the picture just as much as she hated the one she had on her DoHS ID. Then again she never made a good photograph, even though she was a looker. At the moment, Abby and herself were on the way to latest crime scene, of what was being dubbed as the Forest Haven Maulings. The rest of the team had set up at a local motel, they didn't want to contaminate the crime scene. "So Abby, do you mind telling me what sets this apart from your typical wild animal attacks?" Abby without taking her eyes of the world, handed her the case file. " Over a course of six months, there have been a string of maulings around the town of Forest Haven, Connecticut. The MO is the same, a single hiker or couple have been found dead mauled. The funny thing is that the female victims were found naked, stripped of everything clothes, jewellery and underwear, with their throats torn out. I believe the first victim was April Logan, she was the first to disappear.Then her parents. Trouble is the local fuzz never recovered their bodies." Susan had to admit her interest was piqued. "So are either dealing with a seriously horny cougar or..." Abby glanced at her " A werewolf, a female werewolf. Come on, Susan. You can do the math, a pretty woman like yourself." The sudden flirt had taken Susan off her guard, but she found it pleasing nevertheless. " You know, Abby. If you had said that to me before I had even met my first shapeshifting Alien, I would have laughed in your face. But in the absence of other evidence, we have to accept the possibility." Abby smiled as she turned down into the road, approaching a police corden. "So Ozymia, wasn't your first alien you had met?" Susan shook her head. " No, the first one was a damn sight more prettier, that's for sure. You can hit up the lovebirds for a story, if you like. They ran into her too." Abby stopped the car briefly. " That sounds like a story, feel like sharing." Susan took a deep breath. " Not right now. Abby. If you want the full story, you would need to get me really drunk. But right now, we need to focus on the case." Abby laughed as she drove the car up to the police corden. There they were flagged down by a female deputy sheriff. " Sorry, ma'am's. You have to turn back the way you came. We have an active crime scene ahead." Susan held out her detectives licence. " Dr Susan Parker, of Parker Investigations. We are expected by Sheriff Walker, my colleague here called ahead." The deputy scanned the ID, and called into her radio. "Deputy Samuels, here. I have a private detective, at the corden. She says the Sheriff is expecting her? Right, he is. Thanks Cooper." She turned back to Susan, handing her back her ID. " You can find the Sheriff at the crime scene. Just followed the evidence markers, he will be surrounding by CSI's." Susan thanked her, as she and Abby got out of their car, ducking under the crime scene tape they proceeded up the path.
"You must be the experts from Washington that rang ahead. To be honest, I'am glad you are here, we have been overwhelmed This used to be a quiet town, now it seems the big city as caught up with us. I didn't want to hand this over to the feds, it should stay a local matter. So can I count on your discretion and that of your team." Said Sheriff Graham Walker, as he held out his hand. Susan shook it, feeling the man's firm grip. "Absolutely, Sheriff. So what have we have here?" Susan asked as she took in the scene. " Well we have 4 victims, three bodies they are all local kids. The boys here, Hank Murray and Darryl Jackson, both linebackers with the wolves. I know their parents, good people. We all go to the same church." Susan put on a pair of gloves and gave a pair to gloves to Abbey as she looked over the corpses of the men. " Hank looks to have his throat ripped out, whatever did this was quick and bold to attack a group, while Darryl as been disembowelled." Susan could see the claw marks across Darryl's belly, his intestines peaking through his rent flesh. Abby crouched next to Susan. " This cannot be a werewolf. The corpses still have their hearts, they haven't been eaten." She whispered into Susan's ear. "Sheriff you said there was another body and a fourth victim." The sheriff led them up the path, filling them in. " The Hutchinson girl, Amy, she got out with a stretch. We have taken her to the local hospital, she was the one who called this in." Abby shot Susan a knowing look. One Susan couldn't quite place for the time being " We would need to speak to her. She is a witness." Susan said to the Sheriff. He frowned slightly. " Well you could try. She received a blow to the head, and is suffering from temporary amnesia. She cannot remember anything from last night." Susan flashed him a sympathetic smile. " I understand, Sheriff, but I would like to try. Maybe a fresh face would jog her memory." The sheriff shrugged. " Be my guest, perhaps you are right. Here is the third victim, Crystal Keating, the town doctors daughter." They came upon the body of a naked girl, on her front her pert naked ass on display." Well, I will leave to it. I have too much already today." He bade them farewell. Susan and Abbey knelt by the pitiful naked body, Susan closing her open eyes. " Well this matches your MO in the case file. Female victim, throat torn out and stripped naked. What makes you say it's not a werewolf. You were certain before." Abby shook her head. " Well they still have their hearts, for one. Werewolves consume the hearts of their victims. Seeing these three, this seems personal. Like whatever killed them, wanted them to suffer." Susan regarded the dead naked girl, she was much too young. "What if it was a werewolf? But she is driven by a grudge, something completely personal. She murders these kids, strips this one because she needs something to wear. And the others, were her practicing her technique, stealing clothing from her victims to survive." Abby nodded catching her thread. "But, that doesn't explain why she let Amy live. If she kills these three out of revenge, then who is Amy to her?" Susan got up, finishing her examination. " A good question, look you see these tracks around the body." Susan pointed to the tracks, some where unmistakably those of a wolf then they had turned into human footprints. " Wow! physical evidence. I will need to take pictures of these, plus the wounds on the bodies and the victims themselves" Abby took out her phone and immediately began taking pictures. "Abby, just be a little more sensitive. We don't need to antagonise the locals." Susan had seen some of the looks the deputies were throwing them. Abby had noticed them too, and became a little less exuberant. "Sorry I can be a little intense sometimes. It's nice to now you care." She said as she took her pictures, but remained respectful. Susan smiled at her and took out her phone. She dialled Gillian. "Gillian, it's Susan. We are at the latest crime scene. It's seems that Abby is on to something." Gillian paused before answering. "That's Abby for you, she is a little keen. But like you as good instincts. So what's our next steps?" Susan followed Abby back down to the bodies of Hank and Darryl. "Well we need to regroup, at the motel first so Abby can fill you in on our discoveries." Then tomorrow we should question Amy Hutchinson. Maybe we can jog her memory, get a fresh lead that way. Also we should ask around at her school, about the first disappearance, April Logan. I have a feeling she is tied to this." Gillian hummed in agreement. "Ok, see you back at the motel." Susan bade her farewell. As she hung her phone, Abby tapped on her shoulder. " Ok, Susan. I have what I need, I think we should get going. Some of these cops, look like they want to shoot me." Susan gestured for her to follow as they way back towards their car.
"So you are actually telling us, that werewolves are real. Well after what we went through in Alaska, nothing surprises me anymore." Said Diana Allers through a mouthful of noodles, as her girlfriend Wendy Ashford gave them a carton each, as they all sat together in Susan's room, which had become their makeshift incident room. "I didn't expect understanding from you, Diana." Susan had popped open a can of Pepsi has she spoke. "Well the whole business in Alaska opened my eyes. Plus Wendy and I owe you, Susan. We never would have made it out alive, if it wasn't for you." Wendy sat down next to her partner, and passionately kissed her. " So you already mentioned your plan of action Susan. Who will be doing what?" Asked Dr Gillian Scully, as she opened the box of spring rolls. Susan took a gulp of soda, before she answered. " Diana and Wendy will hit up the school. Ask the principal, and the students. They will have the better scuttlebutt." The lovers nodded their ascent, their mouths full of Chinese food. "Gillian, we will go to the hospital and question Amy to see if she remembers anything." Gillian had bitten into a spring roll. "Works for me." Abbey stuck her hand up. "I have a concern, about Amy. She survived a werewolf attack, with a stratch. Traditionally, they only means one thing. We may need to keep an eye on her, just in case she wolfs out." There was a collective sigh around the room. Susan bit into a spring roll. "Nothings ever simple is it?" She quipped. Allers smiled as she gulped down her noodles. "Looks like we might have to break out the silver bullets after all."