My Hockey Alpha

Nina

Somehow, I managed to fall asleep for a couple of hours that night. Those few hours of sleep were fraught with nightmares, but at least I slept. When I woke up the next morning, I knew what I needed to do.

I couldn’t mention any of this to Enzo or Luke, because I knew that I wouldn’t get a truthful response. All of the clues were pointing to them; they had done something horrible to that man who drugged me.

Even though that man was a terrible person who only wanted to hurt me that night, it didn’t mean that I wanted anyone to be killed!

It was around eight o’clock in the morning when I climbed out of bed and started packing. I would need a change of warm clothes, granola bars, a flashlight, a sleeping bag… Anything that would be useful for camping.

I was going to go camping in the forest outside of Newburgh and investigate this murder myself.

But I couldn’t go alone. Not only would it be dangerous, but it would also be too suspicious if I just took off to go camping by myself over the weekend in the exact place that Enzo and Luke had likely killed the businessman from the club.

I had to convince Lori and Jessica to go with me.

When I walked out into the living room dressed in a flannel, sweater, jeans, and hiking boots with my backpack slung over my shoulder and my sleeping bag in my hand, Jessica and Lori both gave me a puzzled look.

“Uh… want a waffle, Wilderwoman?”

Lori said, holding up a plate of waffles that actually looked tantalizing

“Sure,” I said, dropping my stuff on the floor and walking over to the kitchen. I took a waffle and smothered it in butter and syrup while my friends ate in silence, still staring at me.

“You going camping or something?” Jessica asked.

“I was planning on it,” I replied, trying my best to sound nonchalant. “You guys should come.”

Lori and Jessica looked at each other, then at me.

Lori said with a mouthful of

nodded as I cut into my waffle. “I mean, you guys can take your time getting ready.

Jessica asked. “You never struck me as

which was true. Many of my childhood summers had been spent visiting national parks, exploring the wilderness, and getting bitten by mosquitoes. I actually really enjoyed being out in nature, but eventually my dad started having heart problems and couldn’t risk being out in the

Lori looked at each

the weed,” Lori

suppose I could use some fresh

at the same time. Assuming that Enzo and Luke were the ones to kill the businessman from the club, I knew it would be safe for me and my friends. They wouldn’t hurt

would be putting my

It may have just been an old wives’ tale, but the general consensus that I found on cryptozoology forums — even those that were mostly frequented by casual lovers of the genre and not die-hard believers seemed to be that silver bullets

I borrow your car while you guys get ready?” I asked, shoving the last bite of waffle in my mouth.

pointing to the key hook by the

my plate in the sink and

have any permits to carry a gun, I didn’t have a lot of money, and

the shop

gruff voice of an older woman who

“Mornin’, hun,” she said.

I could finally make out the woman. She was short and stocky, with gray hair pulled up into a neat bun on the top of her head, and was wearing a beat-up flannel tucked into jeans

the counter. “I’m here to

a gun shop and all,”

no clue what I was doing.

defense, huntin’, or both?” she asked, leaning on the

around at the gun displays that lined

like you, clearly

wasn’t going to sell me a gun and to get

recoil and that’s easy to reload,” she said, turning and walking over to the display behind the counter. I relaxed my shoulders and let out a quiet sigh of relief as she scratched her