Peregrin returned to the warehouses once the sun had set, and he had the cover of night. This time, he parked several blocks away and walked. He was dressed in ragged, unwashed clothes that were no different than one might find a drifter wearing. They also made him smell human. It wasn’t enough to completely hide his own scent, but it was enough that most passersby wouldn’t notice that he was a wolf.
Reaching the area, he quietly circled around, noting security camera blind spots and any access points he might use to his advantage. The doors, he noticed, only had simple locks. Evidently, they were relying on guards to verify anyone who entered. It was too soon to tell if that gave him an advantage but, at least, he didn’t have to deal with complicated codes and biometrics. Such security w
