Page 40 of Beneath the Blue Moon

***Ethan***

“Are you ready to talk yet?”

“I told you… I don’t know… anything.”

Brick grabs my arm as I’m about to punch the little weasel

again. “Maybe he really doesn’t know anything,” he says.

“He may not know everything, but he knows something. I

need to know what it is.”

The weasel’s one good eye opens wide in fear. I should snap

his neck and be done with it because I already know who sent him. I just want

to know what Stone’s angle is. This one’s a new wolf, maybe two or three moons.

Why would Stone send him? One thing’s for sure—after what he did to

Casey, he’s not leaving here alive.

“What’s your interest in the human girl?” I ask.

“I don’t know what you’re talking about.”

“No?”

I slam my fist into the left side of his face. The chair

he’s tied to topples and slides across the room. Brick and Charlie pick it up,

and I walk over to them.

“That was just a small fraction of my strength, and I can do

this all night,” I warn him.

“I swear…” Fear rattles his body. “He only told me to run

her off the road.”

“Why?”

“He doesn’t tell us why. Only a picture and instructions.”

“I know about the others, but why the human?”

He shakes his head. “I don’t know. I swear I don’t know.”

“Okay. I believe you.” He lets out a sigh of relief and gives

me a grateful stare. “Just give Stone a little message for me.”

I take his head in my hands, and my friends step back.

“No!” he begs. “Please, don’t—”

Whatever he was going to say is cut off by the sound of

cracking bones. I rip his head from his body, letting it fall next to the

chair.

“See that it ends up somewhere Stone will find it.”