(Someone's POV)
I checked the map that contains the address and directions to Helena's 'supposed to be' safehouse and looked at the abandoned old house again with disbelief.
The bastard just made a fool out me.
Intense rage burned inside me at the thought, and I cursed out loud.
"Damn it!" I gnashed my teeth in anger as I ran back to my car. I started the engine and drove madly back towards Jacksonville.
"You are going to pay for making me look like a fool!!" I pounded on my steering wheel. My anger towards the bodies on my trunk intensifying by every second.
"Where to go? Where to go?" I said, trying to calm my nerves down.
I looked outside and stared at the full moon. It is 3:00 in the morning and the streets are still dark. Oh, I know the perfect place to go.
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(Helen
