Jack Savage's POV
I was sitting in the back of a black surveillance van a few miles from PINEBROOK.
I had a headset on and watched four screens showing what the timber wolf soldiers were seeing.
All four of them were wearing miniature video cameras.
Three of the timber wolf soldiers were taken down in an instant.
I just watched as the unknown asset took them both down instantly, left unconscious but still breathing.
I could tap into their health status and see that both of them were still alive on the four screens displayed in the back of my van.
After having enough of seeing what the cameras had recorded, I turned them off and sighed, leaning back against the back of the chair I was sitting on.
That was when my phone rang; it rested on my desk as it was vibrating on the desk. Looking over, I saw it was titled from the caller I.D tilted THE BOSS.
"Sigh, Great," I muttered bluntly, grabbing the phone and answering it by pressing the green phone icon. I brought it up to my left ear.
"Ma'am?"
"Do you have it contained?" A feminine late 40s voice asked from my phone through the other side of the line.
"No."
"Sigh, any way you can contain it without killing it?" The feminine voice asked.
"It just took out four of my best-hired guns. How do you kill something that you don't want to kill?" I said.
"You figure it out." The feminine voice said bluntly.
"I'll assign my own to take care of it." The feminine voiced caller said.
"No! Absloetlry not!" I said, without any hesitation in my voice.
"I don't want your kind messing anything else up! It's already worse than it is. We don't want to make this much larger of an issue than it is."
"It's not for discussion, whether you like it or not, but I have better ways to get it than you do."
At that moment, the Feminine voice hung up.
"Great, that's just great," I muttered as I put my phone in my pants pocket and sat there, waiting in my van.
Unknown POV
In a dark medieval 1800s architecture mansion, inside of the living room filled with candles without no electricity but full of slight darkness and shadows was an 1800s well-furnished cushioned chair and sitting on it was a tall 7-foot-tall female grey and black fur coated wolf, wearing a red and black ball dress.
She wore a red diamond golden earring on her left ear, a red and golden necklace around her neck, and a red and golden jewelry bracelet.
And she set her phone down on a nightstand beside her.
When setting her phone on the nightstand, she picks up a wine glass filled to the middle with a red-colored fluid, much darker than red wine.
She took a sip of it, and that's when she licked her lip to show that her fangs were much more extensive and longer than usual.
Setting the wine glass back down, she pulled, grabbed her phone again, and opened an image of the scene when her hired agent was shooting at the asset.
Looking and watching the whole video, from the posted video from the social media network.
"What are you?" She muttered in a desperate but interested tone in her voice.
She saw anything like this for 400 years, and she wanted it, and she wanted it badly.
Then she went over to her caller application and dialed a number bringing it to her furry ear, waiting as it rang.
"Hello?" a young male voice asked through the other side of the phone line.
"I have a job for you." She said.
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