Carena:"Let's not talk about it. How did you come so early today?" Theodore quickly changed his tone after locking away the files.“No! You have to tell me,” I insisted, but he kept shaking his head.“By the way, I loved it when you called me Theo. You know my mot—,” before he could finish, I slammed my hand on the table, and his eyes traveled to my red palm.“Tell me, I want to know the entire truth about the Dark Wood murder case,” my heart was beating loudly in my temples. I could tell they had files of evidence, but I couldn’t check them all as he had intervened.Theodore sighed, rubbing his face in his hands, and then straightened his back in his chair.“You need to sit down for this one,” he grumpily uttered, requesting with his eyes.I took a seat and watched him get up and go grab all the files. He started to lay them before me one by one, case after case of dead bodies, with no justice served to this day.“There used to be a saying among werewolves: when you kill a number of
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