When the Red Wolf Sings by Kody Boye

Author:Kody Boye
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Kody Boye

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The following morning is met with apprehension. On this cold and unfortunate day, during which I feel as though everything is likely to come crashing down, I awaken to a freezing room, and a glacial conscience.

It’ll work out, I remember Jackson saying. It has to.

Has to, I think, and sigh.

I find myself shivering despite the fact that the heat has kicked on in the old house.

A knock comes at the door, startling me from thought.

“Hello?” Jackson asks. “Oaklynn? Are you awake”

“How did you know I was awake?” I ask.

“I heard your breathing change,” he replies, but doesn’t clarify further. Rather, he sighs and says, “Could you come to the kitchen?”

“Yeah. Give me a second to dress.”

In a few moments, I am standing in the kitchen—not only with Jackson, but his father.

“What’s going on?” I ask, lifting my eyes to face him.

“We’re trying to formulate a plan,” he says. “Especially since we’re still trying to uncover who might have seen you.”

“Isn’t it obvious?” I ask.

Both Jackson and his father frown.

“What do you mean?” Jackson asks.

“Someone throws a brick, into the house, not long after Easton is thrown in jail?” I cross my arms over my chest. “I’d say we have our culprit.”

“We don’t want to go pointing fingers,” Jackson says. “Especially since we don’t know who did it.”

“Do we?” I ask, turning my eyes on Zachariah.

The man frowns as he looks at me with his impenetrable eyes. “If you’re asking if I found anything on the tapes,” he says, “then yes, I did. But—“ he then adds, and lifts his hand to stop me from speaking “—it was simply someone in dark clothes and a ski-mask.”

“And you couldn’t find were they went,” I reply. “Even though you had them on camera.”

“We couldn’t find where they went because they covered themselves in pheromones.”

“Wait. What?”

“You heard me,” Zachariah says. “They covered themselves in pheromones.”

“What kind of pheromones though?”

“Deer.”

“Deer?”

“Yeah. Deer.”

“I don’t—“

A knock comes at the door, cutting me off before I can question him further.

“Who is it?” Zachariah calls.

“It’s me!” Bernard replies.

A twist of a deadbolt later, the red-headed man is standing in the kitchen, and looking rather grim as I recap everything that’s been said.

“Okay… yeah,” he says, nodding, as if to confirm that what I say is true. “I can understand why you would be concerned. But just because you think you have a culprit doesn’t mean you do.”

“But they had pheromones! Wells Hunting and Fishing carries them!”

“Those pheromones could’ve been purchased by anyone, Oaklynn.”

“Well, yeah, but I—they—“

“It’s better to go off evidence than speculation,” Bernard offers. “I mean… it’s not as if you know it was Paxton Wells. Right?”

“Everything points to him.”

“Look,” Bernard continues. “I’m not saying you’re wrong to think this, Oaklynn. For all we know, it could have been them. But we shouldn’t jump to conclusions yet—not without more evidence.”

“I… I guess,” I say, and sigh, defeated.

Though every part of me wants to leave the pheromone thing behind, if only to satisfy the men around me, the inkling that it could have been the Wells family leaves me with a bitter ache in my gut.

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