The killer ran until he exited the street before looking back—in relief—too see that his pursuer had turned back. He hissed in pain and turned back into his human form then sat on the dark side of the road where the reflection of the street lamp hardly touched. Hiz mission failed—woefully!
Hebdidnt expect Benjamin to be so prepared! Hell, the mission was supposed to be very successful! Especially since the wold lawyer had even exited the house. The killer touched his back and hissed in pain, he could still feel blood dropping out of the injury which would take a long time—a very long time to heal—since it was inflicted with silver. He fished out the unused wolfsbane injection in his pocket...
He had intentionally refused to even try using it for fear of Banjamin getting access to it an
