The Werewolf and the Money – 3

We reached the airport without incident. No sign of the truck. Tracy, I noticed, slumped to her right, close to the door, far from me. I passed the main entrance to the airport, aiming instead for the maintenance road, which would take us to the field. I cut the headlights before turning on it; the... Continue Reading →


So, seriously, if I wanted to kill a werewolf, silver bullets or . . . ?

I've always wanted to go into a gun store and ask if I can buy silver bullets to get rid of that pesky werewolf that's been hunting in my neighborhood. I'm sure they would take it as a joke, but really, would silver bullets kill a werewolf? And by that, I mean are they feasible?... Continue Reading →

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