Night Howlers: The wolf's voice

d to life. He took a long drag, letting the smoke fill his lungs. "Do you think she even exists?" he asked, exhaling slowly. Jack shifted in his seat, his eyes distant. "I think she's out

ards the river. Their heads turned in unison, their gazes fixed on the shimmering surface. Without hesitation, the men began to move towards the water, their feet pounding against the pavement. They reached the riverbank and waded into the shallows, their clothes soaking through. Adolf watched from the shore, his expression unreadable. The water was frigid, but the men did not flinch. Instead, they began to walk deeper, their bodies submerged up to their necks. Suddenly, they stopped, their faces eerily calm. In unison, they sank beneath the surface, the water closing over their heads. For a moment, all was still. Adolf let out a low chuckle, a look of satisfaction on his face. "Au revoir," he said, his voice dripping with dark humor. "C'est la fin." With that, he turned and strode away, his footsteps echoing in the silence. In the river, there was no movement, no sign of life. The water was calm, the surface smooth and unruffled. Nothing remained to mark the passing of the men, not even a ripple. Jack sat on a bench at the train station, engrossed in his newspaper. Suddenly, he sensed a presence and looked up, his eyes meeting Adolf's. "Adolf," he said, his tone guarded. "What happened to those men? Did they..." Adolf held up a hand, silencing him. "Don't say it, Jack," he said, his voice soft but firm. "They didn't die. They simply... moved on. There's nothing to fear in that." Jack's lips curled into a wry smile, his eyes glinting with mischief. "You sly devil," he said, shaking his head. "You sure know how to get what you want. But what's next? Do you have any more dastardly plans up your sleeve?" Adolf let out a deep, rumbling laugh. "You know me too well, Jack," he said. "But I'm not about to reveal my secrets to you. That would spoil all the fun." Just then, a woman who had been standing nearby, listening in on their conversation, approached a nearby police officer. She spoke to him in hushed tones, pointing towards Jack and Adolf. The officer nodded, his expression grim, and approached the two men. "Excuse me," he said, his voice deep and authoritative. "I need to ask you a few questions. It's urgent." Adolf rolled his eyes and muttered under his breath, "Karens." Then, turning to Jack, he smirked and said, "They're like monkeys, and she's the banana." The officer's eyes widened and his pupils dilated. He turned towards the woman, a strange look in his eyes. He started to move towards her, his steps unsteady, as if in a trance. The woman let out a scream and ran away, with the officer giving chase. Jack and Adolf looked at each other and let out a heavy laughter. "Let's cut the hypnotic shenanigans," Jack said, giving Adolf a pointed look. "We've got to get home. I don't want to be here when the authori