Chapter 243 Ask Better Questions – Amelia’s POV

I uncapped the marker. The plastic clicked between my fingers, patient and useful, and my handwriting sprawled across the whiteboard with the chaos of someone who wrote faster than her hand could keep up.

WHAT TYPE OF TREES NEAR WHERE YOU MET REDWOLF?

WHAT TIME OF DAY WAS IT?

WHAT COULD YOU SMELL BE...

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