Chapter Seventy-six In contrast of the pain in her neck and throbbing of her head, Cara had done well enough to keep her senses altogether as she plunged into the dark part of the kitchen. She didn't feel lost nor afraid to the fact that she just entered the main den of the monster that she ought to apprehend tonight. The danger underlying to that realization didn't matter to her that much. Particularly if the monster had been wounded and his own blood created the right trail to track him. Based on the length and width of his blood drops, the shot that Cara had caused him wasn't near fatal but still dangerous because his blood is spilling out too much. And it wasn't just on the floor. There was on the countertop, a shape of his palm, where he could've rested for a moment and on the pain

