All Chapters of 51: The Series: Chapter 131 - Chapter 140

Lindsay picked up the folder on her desk and opened it to find Annie had seen the same sizeable dog-like creature that Yuri had seen days earlier. She had been sent to a call about cattle on the road. When she arrived, she found the fence broken and saw the dog-like creature standing in the road. As soon as she had stopped the car, it ran into the nearby woods. She was able to contact the owners of the cattle and stayed with them while they fixed the fence and got the animals put back into the pasture. She then left the area without seeing the creature again.“Here you go, Lindsay,” Little Bob said as he set her cup on her desk.“Bob, did anyone say anything to you about the call Annie had last night?”“No. Why? Is something wrong?” Little Bob asked.“She saw the same dog thing Yuri saw a few nights ago. This time, it looks like it may have run some cattle through a fence and onto the road,” Lindsay told him, leaning back in her chair and taking a sip of the coffee he had brought her.

John Lingerfelt was in his sitting room. He was in his favorite chair, watching the fire in the fireplace, sipping on his cup of tea. The storm raging overhead was filled with lightning, and his house was shaking with every clap of thunder. He looked out the window in time to see a bolt of lightning cut through the sky. He had been thinking about his friend Agent Wren Gold for most of the morning. John and Wren had worked together for years on various assignments before Wren had been transferred to the military base in Missouri. They had first met many years ago in Montana when there had been an incident that they were both called to investigate. Wren had been stationed at the base when a situation arose, and John had been sent in to capture and contain whatever was causing the problems. They had become fast friends, and John had been thrilled when Wren finally agreed to relocate to Missouri, eventually taking over when John retired.Now was the only time he had ever wished that Wre

“That, in a way, is a funny story. For some reason, as soon as you walk into that building today, you have this overpowering sense of doom. Everyone gets the feeling that something is about to happen once in a while, but today, in that building, it is magnified a hundred times. You can feel your skin tighten, preparing for something that is about to happen as soon as you walk inside. Randy is there taking some readings to see if he can find out the cause,” Wren explained.“If it were only Lindsay that had that feeling, I would say be prepared for something, but if it is happening to everyone, it must be some sort of external influence,” John told him.“That was her thought when she called me. I thought maybe it was just her, and the storms were causing something, but when I walked in, I felt it. It was like walking into a wall. It was rather disconcerting now that I think about it,” Wren said.“How often does Lindsay have that feeling? Like something is going to happen,” John asked.“

Lindsay drove back to the department, closely followed by Wren. The entire drive, she wondered about the conversation Wren had with John before she arrived. Whatever had happened had upset Wren, and that bothered her more than finding out John had been secretly studying her. She pulled into the parking lot, got out of her car, and waited beside it for Wren. Just as Wren began to get out of his car, she heard what sounded like yelling coming from inside the building.“What was that?” he asked her as he closed his car door. “I don’t know, but I need to find out,” she told him as she walked toward the front door. Wren jogged ahead and pulled the door open for her.“Thanks, I think,” Lindsay said as she stepped inside. “What is...?” she began to ask. Before Lindsay could finish her question, a ceramic coffee mug hit her in the forehead. She stumbled back with Wren catching her. “Son of a...!” she yelled as she went forward onto her knee.“Sheriff! Are you alright?” Viktor exclaimed as he

Lindsay looked at Wren, who was staring at her. “I’m not going to lie. This hurts,” she told him, pointing to her head. “The bruising is getting worse by the second, isn’t it?”“It is. Your eyelid is turning black as we speak,” Wren answered her.“I need ice. Is there any chance I am lucky enough to find a cold pack in that first aid kit?“No, of course not,” Wren answered her. “What are the chances of you going home and lying down with ice on that so it doesn’t get worse?”“Considering it is starting to hurt with every blink, better than you might think,” she answered. Just as she did, Little Bob walked into her office and looked at her.“Darn, you’re still alive. I was hoping for another promotion,” Little Bob said to her with a big smile on his face.“I know it, but you are out of luck this time,” Lindsay told him with a feeble attempt at a smile. “We need to implement an immediate order department-wide. There is to be absolutely no yelling or raised voices of any kind in this buil