The wolves had already ruled out a few of the spots Mark and Mikael had agreed on. Deep in the nigh the blond man was trying to think where Mark would want to go and find him. They had rejected quite a few places already, disappointment being more bitter every time as they met with nothing. Empty roads, cars scarcely passing by and once in a while a few people, that looked at them strangely. They were out without jackets, looking like they were lost walking like ghosts.
"We have searched almost everywhere." Mikael said as they stopped on another empty spot. "What if they were taken?"
