Six months after the Crooked Man incident, Bigby Wolf finds himself in anger management. There, he meets Faye, a detective investigating a string of brutal murders targeting Fables. Torn between his new path and his wolfish instincts, Bigby must dec...
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A FEW MOMENTS LATER
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I paced around in frustration. How could I let this happen?
"Bigby, take it easy." Beauty said, trying to calm me down."
"Take it easy?! Someone just fuckin' burned down all your homes!" I yelled, my voice booming.
"He's right," Boy Blue said, turning to Snow, "The Woodlands was our home... now that it's gone, many Fables will be scrambling for a place to live."
"We're going to get this sorted out, you guys. I promise." Snow said, reassuring everyone.
"The only way this can be sorted out is if we take out the fucker that did this!" A voice shouted, which caused many people to talk at once.
"Everyone calm down!" Snow cried, cutting through the chatter.
I rubbed my forehead and took a deep breath, walking off without saying another word.
"Bigby, where are you going?" Snow asked, looking at me.
"I'll be back."
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20 MINUTES LATER..
I AM THE EGGMAN DINER
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The diner was quieter than usual, the hum of distant conversations blending with the occasional clink of plates. I couldn't get the image of the Woodlands in flames out of my head. Fables scrambling for safety, the fear in their eyes, everything falling apart. If Dorothy was behind this, what the hell was she after? And why now?
"Bigby," Faye said, snapping me back into reality.
"Sorry," I muttered, shaking my head to clear it. "Just thinking."
