Cursed By Fate

“Mr. John right?” The detective asked to confirm if he was stopping the right person.

“Yes officer, how may I help you?” John stammered a little before he replied. “It’s detective. And I was hoping to ask you a few questions about our victims, if you don’t mind” Walter said in a calm chilling voice.

John asked Caroline to go ahead as he was about to go with the detective. “Why would you think my husband had anything to do with that?” Caroline interjected with a stern look on her face.

“Well Madame, the bullet recovered from your spleen, happened to match the caliber of the revolver found on scene of the homicide” Walter said as he had a smirk across his face that indicated took great comfort from the expression on Caroline’s face.

“It’s okay dear, he just need some questions answered, I’m not being accused of anything or arrested am I?” John asked turning to Walter. “No sir, we just need help understanding what happened this morning.”

John went with the detective and got into the back of his car. Caroline was stunned and almost could not move. She just stood and watched as they drove away.

She only moved when she felt Laura’s hands grip her back into reality.” It’s gonna be fine, c’mon let’s get you home first” Laura said as Carl opened the door letting Caroline in.

It was a quiet drive all the way back home. None of them had said a word since they left the clinic. They arrived back at John’s cabin. Laura helped Caroline into the house so she could get a shower and change of clothes.

She only stopped when she passed by where she had been shot, staring at the half-way dried up pool of blood. She fell to her knees in tears again. But it was temporary as Laura reminded her she needed to be strong and focused so they could all go get John back.

As both women were inside. Carl finally had time to think about the bodies. He had no love for Jack but who ever could have done him like that was ruthless and he needed to be more cautious.

He also reflected about the event of that morning. His state of helplessness, how Caroline was shot and almost lost her life because of him. He concluded that everything going on was due to his presence in their lives and at some point he would have to become stronger if he was going to be able to protect them.

Laura and Caroline came out a few minutes after re-entered the vehicle.” Here I got you change of clothes.” Laura said as she handed a t-shirt and a pair of cargo pants to him. He got out and changed behind the car before changing seats with Laura. This time, he was going to be the one driving.

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Detective Walter was silent through most of the journey to the station. He only spoke once when he had to answer a dispatch call from the radio on the Dash board.

As they arrived at the station, he opened the door for John and walked him in. John was beyond nervous and was trying too hard to maintain his composure. But the detective could already see he was getting uncomfortable.

“This way please” he said as he opened the interrogation rooms. “Take a seat” Walter and John obliged. He went further to ask John if he needed anything perhaps a cup of water, coffee or something else. All of which John declined.

“I just want to get through this so I can get back to my wife” John said finally making eye contact with the detective.

“Alright then, I have just one question, why are you harboring and protecting a werewolf?” Detective Walter asked staring point blank at John. John was too bewildered, he started looking around to see who else could have been listening.

“Werewolf? I’m not sure I know what you’re talking about” John stuttered as he tried to deny. But even then he knew Walter was not buying his little act as the expression on his face spelt amusement.

“Listen John, I know you’re not a bad guy, neither are you dumb, so please don’t waste both our times okay. Which one of your guests is it? The young man or Lady?”

The detective’s tone was serious this time and John knew there was no playing his way out of this one. Walter took out a packet of cigarettes from his front jacket pocket and picked one out. He offered them to John who refused, so he went ahead and lit one up.

“I’m privy to all that goes down in this town, well not all but the important stuff. You see I’m a hunter myself but bound under the secret code of our brotherhood, so I cannot allow certain information to become public knowledge.

Lest there’s widespread panic. And that’s bad for business. ” Walter took a huge puff and exhaled after he was done. He observed the shock in John’s face and reassured him all was well as long as told him what he needed to hear.

“Look detective, I’m sorry but I still do not have any idea what you’re talking about” John tried to play the dumb card one more time. At that point Walter got up and shut the blinds.

He took off his jacket and rolled up his sleeves, exposing his heavily scarred arms.

“Now I tried being rational and easy going. But if you don’t give me the information I need, I’ll make your life one hell of a mess.

I already lost a comrade and his poor nephew to those savages. So believe me when I say I’m highly motivated. Probably enough to shoot your wife in the head. We’ll see just how good her regenerative abilities are then.

Walter whispered as he put both hand on the table.

“It’s Carl, the young man, but I swear to you he didn’t kill those men, he simply tried to defend us.” John said as he could not bear the idea of losing Caroline permanently.