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Megan goes with Janice to purchase some additional accessories for her new temporary abode. She seems to be in good spirits and Janice keeps an ever watchful eye on her. By noon, it’s time to break for lunch.
“Where would you like to go?” Janice inquires.
“That fantastic steakhouse I’ve heard advertised.” Megan is quick to reply.
“Down on Gillingham Drive? Okay, that’s fine. I’ll have their Keg Caesar salads.” Janice decides, noticing the strange look on Megan’s face.
“Is there anything wrong, Megan?”
“I used to really love salads but now a big juicy raw steak seems very appealing to me.” Megan confesses.
“A raw steak? Don’t you mean medium rare, Megan?” Janice corrects.
“No. I mean rare.” Megan is emphatic in her request.
“Okay.” Janice replies, heading for The Keg Steakhouse & Bar which is a 20 minute drive. Megan looks out the window, admiring the scenery and then lets down the window to allow the cool breeze to batter her face.
“It’s a little chilly for me, Megan. Do you mind letting that window up?” Janice requests feeling somewhat ill at ease.
“It’s fine for me but okay.” Megan complies.
Moments later, they enter the steakhouse and are seated. The waitress takes their order and is slightly surprised that Megan desires a large Porterhouse Steak barely browned on both sides. She desires the baked potato plain, and very cold water. Janice gets the Caesar Salad with iced tea.
“It’s a beautiful place.” Janice remarks.
“Yes, it is. I hope the food is as good as advertised.” Megan states.
When it arrives, Megan devours the meat with gusto. She leaves the potato and drinks the water. Janice is carefully making mental notes of the entire incident, not missing a single thing.
When they are finished, Janice presents the company credit card to pay for it.
“When will the paintings and other accessories be delivered. I’m most anxious to finish decorating.” Megan retorts as Janice leaves a generous tip for the server.
“It should be by this afternoon. I will miss your company at my condo, but I do understand.” Janice replies, hiding her inward relief. She enjoys having Janice but there were times when she caught her staring as a predator does when sizing up its prey.
Janice takes Megan back to Albertson Pharmaceutical for her daily workouts in the gym. She sits and observes her while she goes through her routine. First, the weight-lifting, next the strength endurance training and last, the treadmill. Her speed increases each time she mounts it. Later, Megan relaxes in the sauna, giving Janice the opportunity to speak with Dr. Benjamin Riley.
Janice knocks quietly on the door.
“I’ve finally got a chance to speak with you, Ben.” Janice begins slightly breathless.
“Is anything wrong?” Ben offers her a seat.
“Megan is developing quite impressive muscles and her speed on the treadmill is steadily increasing.” Janice reports, noticing Ben’s raised eyebrows.
“That is interesting.” Ben answers while noting it in his tablet.
“Something else.” Janice says.
“She downed an enormously large Porterhouse Steak with little effort. It was only browned lightly on both sides.” Janice acknowledges and Ben almost drops his tablet.
“It was almost rare?” Ben inquires incredulously.
“That’s right.” Janice concurs. Ben rises from his seat and walks toward the window.
“It may not be safe for her to stay at the apartment.”
“She is so looking forward to being there while she undergoes observation. When will Shirley Crenshaw be here. I hope she will be able to shed more light on this situation.” Janice says.
“It should be by the end of this week. She’s a doctor now.” Ben adds.
“Well, good for her. I knew that she had what it takes to excel. How do you feel about her returning?” Janice tries to gauge Ben’s reactions.
“Shirl has never been to Brampton.” Ben tries to hedge the subject.
“You know darn well what I mean, Ben.” Janice counters.
“I really don’t know how I feel right now, Jan. I’ve got to focus on the problem at hand. With the accelerated rate in which Megan is progressing and the advent of a full moon—” Janice immediately interrupts him.
“The full moon! I never thought about that.” Janice bemoans.
“I haven’t thought of anything else.” Ben admits.
“When is it?”
“Friday, the same day Shirl is due in Brampton.” Ben replies.
“What are you going to tell Ethan?” Janice is very much concerned.
“Be vigilant and keep this gun nearby.” Ben produces the same one he used on Jeremy.
“Do you actually think Ethan will be able to kill his own wife?” Janice has strong doubts regarding this.
“I don’t really know, Janice. All I can do is to give him the gun. It’s up to him what he does with it. I can’t be responsible.” Is Ben’s flippant response.
“Ha, but you are! We all are when we didn’t realize how determined Jeremy was. We greatly underestimated him. You did, Ben.” Janice puts the blame squarely on him.
Ben winces as if he’s been slapped. He looks at Janice, then holds his head down in remorse.
“I guess you’re right, Jan.” Ben confesses. “I ignored the warning signs. I guess I was a little distraught because he was marrying Shirley Woodard.”
“But you didn’t want to marry her, Ben.” Janice reminds him.
“Yes, I know. I still don’t but it’s—well, you just won’t understand. It’s a male thing.” Ben rubs his chin, unsure that he does himself.
“Hmm, anyway, Shirley Crenshaw will be here on Friday.” Janice repeats his words.
“I need to call Ethan. He needs to be informed.” Ben recites in a dismissing manner. Taking the cue, Janice rises to leave his office.
“Tread softly, Ben. Ethan really loves that woman.” Janice’s parting words as she gently closes the door.
“I’ll do the best I can.” Ben replies to a closed door. His thoughts are interrupted by the telephone.
“Benjamin Riley here.”
“Hello Benjy.” A soft voice replies on the other end.
“Dr. Shirley Crenshaw?” Ben responds in complete surprise.
“Right first time. Now give me your version of this caper.” Shirley prompts sweetly.
Ben tries to give her the Reader’s Digest© version of everything that has happened from the time Jeremy Evans was discovered experimenting on himself to when he bites Megan. It is a 45 minute recital. Then all is quiet on the other end.
“You still there, Shirl?” Ben queries.
“Yes, I’m still here. That’s some story, Benjy. You’ve given me a lot to assimilate.” Shirley responds.
“You’ve dealt with unusual phenomenon before—Experiment 697 and Alpha 1-X.” Ben rejoinders.
“Those were animals, and that is where the difference lies. Highly intelligent but still, animals! What you have here—what we have here is a reincarnated legend! A werewolf! Leave it to you, Benjy to excel in creating chaos.” Shirley finds this almost laughable.
“It’s no joke, Shirl!” Ben insists.
“Yeah, I know, and the full moon is Friday!” Shirley warns.
“What do you think, Shirl?”
“I think I’ll see you Friday morning!” With that, Shirley returns the receiver to its cradle. Rising, she walks toward her window in the office. Then she smiles slightly, shaking her head.
“We are in some deep feces!”
To Be Continued ...
Lycanthropy: Night of the Full Moon 6
- Lycanthropy: Night of the Full Moon 6
Megan feels the transformation. However, it is not the excruciatingly painful experience shown in movies. It is a gradual, methodological and systematical approach. Hands and Feet change. Body hair appears, and then the undeniable face of a Wolf!
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Jacqueline Williamson BBA MPA MS (author) from Memphis on May 15, 2020:
Hurray and thank you!
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Getting tense and scary
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Is the Calvary really coming to the rescue?