This was going to be no problem. There were cell phones everywhere. Everyone had one nowadays. It was going to be a walk in the park.
Theo pounded the earth on all fours straight toward where the tangy, artificial scent of a town alerted him to people. It was becoming late, so many humans may be going to bed by now anyway. All he would need is to find a residence near the woods and slip in undetected.
The question was—who was he going to call? He considered calling his mother, because his thoughts always went to her and his father when he was in trouble. They were the type of parents who always had answers to every question, even when the problems seemed insurmountable. They always made him feel like everything was going to be okay.
