The next morning I felt like I had overcome in being careful with every move I made. Just like I stepped very slowly and carefully down the stairs so as not to make even the slightest noise. Add to that my wide-awake eyes and non-stop wandering, looking around to be even more sure of my unclaimed wolf's salvation on this crazy day.

When I got to the very first floor I was even more careful. I leaned against this half wall to hide and get a good look at the living room, but like the others I didn't see anyone there either. The silence surrounding this packhouse was surprising. Anyone...