“Oh if that isn’t a bad sign, I don’t know what is,” Epps groaned as he stared at the rather large scorch pattern at the end of the Lennox’s driveway as Hound crept slowly towards the isolated farmhouse.
Fig agreed from where he sat in the passenger seat, having joined them as they had first started out from the base. “Should we circle around then?
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