As they got to the door of the house Sawyer tensed up a little.
“What’s the matter?”
“Aside from the obvious? My sister has been here recently.”
“Isn’t that good? Maybe she knows something that can help us.”
He opened the door and she followed him into the house.
“I don’t know. I really hope so.”
They went into the kitchen – there was no money there this time, only a note.
Sawyer read through it silently, then handed it to Elizabeth.
It was a short note – all it said was that the pack knew he was being investigated by the police, and that they were planning on killing him to protect themselves.
“We have to stop them, this isn’t right! You haven’t done anything wrong!”
He sat down at the table and stared blankly past her. She hadn’t ever seen him despondent before.
He just shook
