The sound of gunfire was interspersed with giggles and laughs as Julia and Agnes tore up anything they came across. Clara smiled, wondering if this was the kind of therapy the werewolf needed. Senseless destruction with no repercussions.
“Thank you,” Amelia said.
“For?” Clara asked.

Disclaimer: This novel is an work in progress and readers may encounter grammatical errors and inconsistencies. Please view this a draft and not a published work.
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