Chapter Thirteen"I ain't talking to you." The boy—he couldn't have been much older than late teens—folded his arms and stared straight ahead, ignoring Eric King, who had taken a seat in front of him inside one of the local police station's interrogation rooms.
Jill observed the entire scene from behind the one-way glass of the observation area. Beside her sat Detective Tate, the local in charge of the entire investigation. It was a small room, meaning the rest of the squad, including Major Williams, was forced to wait outside.
When the police had called the previous evening to notify Alpha Squad that they’d caught a wolf who was running away after robbing a petrol station, Jill found herself torn yet again. On the one hand, she was thrilled that one of the burglars had potentially been c
