CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED AND ONE – A SECRET FRIEND

Laura's footsteps echoed through the empty warehouse, her heart pounding with each step. The failed mission to take down Tina weighed heavily on her mind, and the image of an injured Logan kept flashing before her eyes. She pulled her jacket tighter around herself, trying to shake off the chill that seemed to seep into her bones. "Hello?" she called out, her voice barely above a whisper. "Is anyone here?" A figure emerged from the shadows, startling her. "Ms. Jay, I presume?" The voice was low and gravelly, belonging to a man with weathered features and eyes that seemed to hold secrets. Laura nodded, her hand instinctively reaching for the pepper spray in her pocket. "Who are you?" The man chuckled, holding up his hands in a gesture of peace. "Just a friend. Someone who wants to help." "Help?" Laura scoffed. "How could you possibly help? You don't know what I'm dealing with." "Oh, but I do," the man said, taking a step closer. "Werewolves, mad scientists, a pack in disarray. Quit