Chapter 4

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Aubrielle finally got to the police station after stopping at several stores. Azrael is so big it was hard to find shirts for him.

She shake off the rain and push the glass doors open. She let Azrael go in first. The smell of coffee hit get like a ton of bricks. She hate police stations. The smell of stale coffee is enough to drive someone mad.

"Aubrielle. What are you doing here?"

"Chris. I'm here to talk to an officer. A better one." Chris frown but didn't say anything.

"Over there." Aubrielle walk to the counter and smile at the woman.

"I'm here about the men you found wondering the streets."

"It's not safe to go near them."

"I'll manage. I'm Dr. Aubrielle Hurst."

"Follow me." The woman keep glancing at Azrael. "He look strange."

"As usual."

"He reminded me of them. The height and the weird eye color thing. Atleast he's not growling at you."

"Growling?"

"Like a animal. Well more like cavemen. Here we are."

Aubrielle stood infront the cell and look at the two men. Their head all turn to her.

"They are creepy."

"Open the door."

"Are you crazy?"

"Just do it." The officer sigh and open the door. Aubrielle step inside and the men act the same as Azrael. They were studying her. "Hi. You don't remember anything do you?"

They shake their head no.

"Figures. Azrael I think they are your family. Well they came from the same place as you. Just have to find out where. I'm taking them home."

"They could be dangerous."

"I'm taking them. Come on guys let's go." They get up and follow him.

"You have to sign them out."

Aubrielle sign them out and load them into the truck. She's glad she pick up enough clothes.

Now all she has to do is figure out where they came from. Try dragging their memory.

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