*Keera*
I took my seat at the conference table, tapping my fingers on the desk and making sure everyone was present. "Alright, let's get started," I said nodding. "Josie, Kathleen, you guys paid a visit to the victim's home?" I asked with a raised eyebrow, flipping the file in front of me open. Elizabeth Turner, brunette, 5'1", sixteen. Hardly paid anyone any visits, was one of the quieter types, didn't get involved in gossip around the pack. I ran my gaze over my file, staring at the sentence I'd highlighted the night before which had caught my interest.
She had trained to become Elena's volunteer but hadn't gotten picked.
Josie leaned forward, her eyes locked on mine. "We spoke to the sister of the latest victim," Josie began, fiddling with the pen in her hand. She slanted a look at T
