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have them too?”
    “They can suspect anything that they want,
but probably wouldn’t do anything without making sure. I can handle
myself so don’t worry about that.”
    Despite his young age, Jacob is just like his
father, ready to take charge and do all he can to protect those
around him. I am so proud of him and very scared for him. The
opening door crashes against the wall and the children’s quickened
heart beats become sonic booms.
    A familiar man’s voice beckons to someone.
“Tell David, that the children are still here. Can I release them
and make them food for the werewolf, it would be poetic justice,
don’t you think, if it destroyed them, besides, they would make
four more targets that it could be going after, giving each of us
time to gather our weapons.”
    Jacob’s exceptional hearing registers the
distant response. “Just grab your weapon and put the proper chain
around the door to try and stop the werewolf from getting to them,
David wants to torture their father first, maybe even have him
listen to their screams. Once we catch the wolf, maybe your plan
will be David’s implement of torture.”
    “Fine!” He retorts disgruntled.
    The door slams, chains jostle, and a shot
rings through the cavernous dungeon. Did the vampire shoot the
werewolf? Contemplating this, I realize I’m not even sure which
side I hope is victorious because I do not know which side is more
dangerous. Knowing Jacob will not reveal what only he heard, I’m
relieved when I hear a distant howl, for the time being, the
vampires are preoccupied with the werewolf, hopefully giving us
time to trace their captures. When the shots continue to get
fainter, I disconnect to the children, hoping that I will be met
with good news. We have to find the children before the werewolf
dies and they refocus their efforts.
    Opening my eyes, the look on Andrew’s face
turns my blood cold. I can’t find the strength to get up off of the
floor. He rushes to my side.
    “Andrew they are going to kill the children
and let us hear their screams!” I sob.
    He embraces me tighter. “Mia, it won’t come
to that, but I need you to stay calm about what I am going to tell
you.” He’s straining harder to speak calmly than I have ever seen
him.
    “You can’t find Jonathan, can you?” My
deadened voice whispers through my quieting sobs. I know this and
somehow Jacob did too. My body begins shutting down. We are back to
ground zero with no hope of finding them.
    Reginald joins us. “Mia, Jonathan is not on
this plane.”
    “He has to be, who else would want to kill
our children to torture us? Maybe you just can’t trace him!”
    Reginald takes my hands. “Mia, it is not that
the trace would act as a locator beacon to hone in on. It was a
spell to tell me if he ever entered this plane again so we would be
on alert and would then know to activate another spell which would
help us if he were to ever get close to you again, but I assure
you, that I would have known immediately when he entered this plane
and he has not. I even did the location spell to ensure that there
was no chance I was wrong.”
    “Then who has the children because whoever it
is has a definite grudge against Andrew and thought that it would
be ironic to let the werewolf kill the children, some sort of
poetic type of justice.”
    “Did they say anything else that could give
us a clue as to where they have the children or why they have a
grudge against me?” Andrew rasps.
    I repeat everything I heard and tell Andrew
about the weapons and my assumption that they must be on some type
of compound because the woman was speaking about how this family
enjoyed the hospitality of the hunting family and that it was now
time to clear their house.
    “They must be on an estate.” Reginald jumps
up returning to the map.
    Andrew helps me to my feet and over to the
table.
    “What road did you see the car on?” Reginald
inquires.
    Andrew points to the spot.
    Reginald hand glides north over