We spend the rest of the evening watching TV and playing games in the room off the patio. I keep glancing out the door to the woods whenever something moves... I spot a wolf a few times, but know that no one else can see them... It is part of my new improved senses thanks to my wolf... They are doing rounds and waiting for a sign to come in... I am trying my best, but don't know how to get everyone out without arousing suspicion, especially with the old man who is weary of me already. Bed time comes and we make our way upstairs, everyone except the older man, and Kitty's brother, whose name I can not remember. They say they are going to get some work done and remain downstairs... The way they say it makes me queasy. I follow Patrick to the room he is staying in. We walk in and immediately
