The Last Wolfenstein

Chapter Three- The Truck

I start looking at all the vehicles they had for sale, I decided we needed something useful for picking up supplies and since we are living on a farm. I spot the pick up trucks a lovely dark blue old school F100 catches my eye. What can I say I love the classic cars. I start looking her over yes her, when I hear someone come up behind me. "can I help you miss ?", I turn around to see some grease ball in a cheap suite smelling like cheap tobacco. I feel sick as soon as the smell hits my nose, this dude hasn't showerd in a week. " How much for the truck" pointing to the one behind me," "are you sure you want that one ? " " a pretty little thing like you sure you don't want a cute sports car" he says with a dirty grin on his face his eyes changing to a black. I growl and say " how much for the damn truck you mutt" loud enough to draw some attention apparently. I hear a growl come from the office and the door slams open, a tall well built man in a fine tailored suit makes his way out. He runs his hair through his blonde hair and stares down the man.

"Walter ! what's going on here ! " he growls at well I guess Walter the grease ball. Suddenly Walter is shaking in his spot and looking at the ground " ah ah nothing beta this young lady was just looking at the pick up but I suggest a sports car instead". I laugh at his statement and cross my arms " you forgot to mention where you called me pretty little thing" making air quotation signs in the air. He whimpers slightly while the other dude looks pissed off, all of a sudden Walter was bolting for the office.

The tall blonde man is now standing in front of me, great here we go am I gonna have to deal with a beta on my first day. " I apologize for the way my staff member has treated you, I assure you that is not the way we do business here" he says sincerely looking into my eyes they are an emerald green like Leo's. " All I want to do is buy this truck and see if you guys can drop it off as I have another vehicle with me" I say firmly but kindly with my arms still crossed. "Not a problem I can help you with that miss, I'm sorry I didn't get your name". There is no point in hiding my name they will figure out who I am because of the house. "Amelia" reaching out my hand "just Amelia will do for now" "very well" taking my hand and shaking it "I'm Marcel the owner of this dealership and beta to the blood moon pack". Excellent my first bit of information about the werewolf pack, they seem very open and have business's with in the town. Then they must mean no harm to this town but I will still keep a close eye on them.