A Werewolf's Duality

Devon's office smells like cherry blossoms. He even had a cherry blossom bonsai in the left side of his table where he displays his pen as he sat and his chin resting on his fist. Yomiel and Reagan sat on the sofa in front of Devon's table.  "The folder on the table in front of you contains your new assignment which is investigating a multiple murder case in a night on a bar." Devon told them as he observed their reaction.  Yomiel nodded as he picked up the white folder and there, he saw the pictures of the victims. There are total of four victims. Their heads were leaning on the table as if they were asleep. Reagan leaned over Yomiel's shoulder and picked up the pictures on the folder as Yomiel looked at the profiles of each of the victims. "The victims were friends and the curly haired kid was the younger brother of the condominium owner where you currently live, Yomiel. His sister will arrive here later on t

"Hello?" Yomiel answered the phone call made by Reagan. "Were you in the Fyuneral? Your Dad called me for an emergency, it seems like you're solving this case by yourself dude. Sorry, anyway, I'm outside the Fyuneral and currently on their parking lot, I'll explain more further when your here, okay?" Reagan said and ended the call. Yomiel sighed, took one last glance on the corpses on the door’s window. It wasn't his first time here but he feels something is odd around the atmosphere of the funeral services. He thought he was just imagining it and then he  exited the Fyuneral. He saw his black roadster on the parking lot the moment he exited the facility. He went towards it and Reagan opened the car door for him as he tossed the key to him. "So, how was the time travel? Got any clues? How did they die?" Reagan asked Yomiel as if he was in a hurry. Reagan knows about Yo

Finally, they stopped and placed the guy on the floor. "Damn, this man is arousing my blood!" Said a girl on orange outfit. "He's hot, boiling hot! I swear, too bad, his girlfriend won't find out." The one on brown said as she fixes Yomiel's collar. "He's probably broken hearted since he's all alone in the bar. " The one on pink said as she caresses his head. "I'm going to suck him now." Said by the girl on brown. "No! I'll suck him first!" Said by the one on green. "No! I'll be the one to suck him so good first!" Said by the girl on pink. "Are these filthy girls going to rape this poor guy?" Cassadie thought as she disgustingly watch and listen to their dirty conversations. "Girls, girls, there's something with his blood and I can feel it. You know, his body... Well, let's all suck at the same ti

The elevator dinged as it open and there was Reagan waiting outside the elevator. He greeted Yomiel with a dashing bright smile and looked at Cassadie blankly.   Reagan titled his head. “Uh hi, who are you?” he asked as he looked at her from head to toe. Her uniform and how she holds Yomiel’s arms like they were couple.   “Cassadie, this is Reagan, my friend and my partner. Reagan, this is Cassadie, she’s my gi−“ Yomiel was interrupted as the office door opened and there was Mr. Devon tapping his feet on the floor as he crossed his arms.   “You’re late.” He told Yomiel. “Get inside.” He added.   Reagan and Cassadie felt ignored and daunted at the same time as all three went inside his office.   There was a blonde lady with bobbed hair standing next to Devon’s desk. As she turned, she greeted Yomiel and Reagan. She signaled them to sit on the left couch and then she looked at Cass