“Looks like we got another live one here… another pack of dogs have been spotted in Beverly Hills.” Trevor said with a sigh.
“Great, more werewolves,” Chad grumbled.
Trevor shook his head, “Nope, these have three heads.”
“Say what?” Chad asked.
“Three heads,” Trevor repeated. “Storm has already warned us about this type of demon. If we don’t mess with them they’ll leave us alone. We still need to check it out though.”
They quickly finished off their cups of coffee before leaving the room. Trevor was a little anxious to see what his car looked like now and couldn’t wait to drive it. Walking out into the parking lot, Trevor pressed the button Storm had pointed out to him and his eyes lit up when he saw a beautiful black car beep and flash its lights in response.
“No way,” Trevor whisp
