CHAPTER 54 | The White Wolf....

It was 3:30 in the morning on Monday. The sun wasn’t out yet and the sky was still dark. The streets were silent with the occasional barking of stray dogs. The local police department of Nievland, a small town in the state of Rysterbia received a call from a man named Peter Sheffield. He was driving back from a late party in the next town when suddenly something dropped on the top of the car, making him lose balance. Whatever it was, slid on the glass, making it difficult for him to see in the dark night. He lost balance and his car swerved onto the side of the road, almost bumping in the tree trunk. Scared, he came out of the car and switched on the flashlight of his cell phone to see if it was an animal or a bird….But it was neither….

A young woman was lying on the road in shredded clothes. There were several bite and scratch marks on her body. Her body was missing a lot of pieces, blood dripping from everywhere…but what shook Peter to the core wa