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seems.” She placed her hand on the shotgun that she kept behind the door and smiled to him as Homer whined. She spotted her cell phone on the table, so she reached for it and passed it through the door. He took it in his hand and brushed her fingers with his cold fingertips and looked into her eyes as he asked,
    “May I come in?”

Chapter Five
    The urgency on the wind expressed to Barry the importance of arriving in time. The woman’s dog had an intense sense of trepidation by her visitor and he couldn’t place his smell. Homer had been able to smell anything on all types of men. Mail men smelled different that the farm man and the butcher and even when he had gone to the lake and smelled the fisher man, he could tell that he was a man. What had knocked on his door tonight was not any kind of man that Homer had smelled before and to let his nose tell it, he was not a man. His eyes told him that the man was a man, but his nose argued profusely. Homer’s cries were carried by the wind to the owl, wolf and bat, who carried the urgent message to the ears of Barry Norris. If he was right, there was a mutt at the home of Homer and hopefully he could arrive before the woman did anything stupid…like invite him inside.
     
    “Well, the place isn’t really ready for visitors.” She smiled as her hand lingered on the cellular device that she tried to pass him but instead of taking it and attempting to make a call, he just stood there, smiling at her with his chilling glare.
    “I just thought that you and I could get out of this night air and have a civilized conversation while I wait for the tow truck.” His gaze seemed to penetrate her thoughts and she had to fight the urge to invite him in. Something about him didn’t feel safe and Homer pressed himself against her leg as he began to whine.
    “But you haven’t even called them yet.” She said in a slow monotone, as if lost in a dream. The stranger grabbed the phone from her hand, tossed it into the yard and pulled back his lips to reveal a gleaming set of fangs. His hand went for her throat and Homer barked just as Barry quickly appeared at his side and grabbed him by the throat and threw him against a tree. Zoe shook her head as if coming to from a nap and within the blink of an eye, Barry was near the man with his hand grasping his hair, pulling his head back as he plunged a stake into his chest, causing him to catch fire and dissipate into a cloud of ash.
    “What the FUCK?” Zoe cried from her position on the porch. She walked into the night air and hugged herself with her arms. “What the…” Barry looked to her from his position in the yard and shrugged his shoulders.
    “Well.” He took a step forward, causing her to take a step back and he grinned. “I just saved your life. That’s what the fuck.” He took another step, noticed that she again retreated and stopped in his place. “You know that if I wanted to, I could rip your throat out before you can take another step.” His smile was the most beautiful that she had ever seen. Something in his eyes was trustworthy and even though they were as dark as the previous stranger, they didn’t have the menacing quality that she had seen in the other. He spotted her cell phone and in a moment’s time, he had retrieved it from where it lay almost thirty feet away, dropped it on the porch beside her feet and returned to his spot in the yard, all before she could complete a blink.
    “So, what do you want with me?” She asked as she reached down to pick up her phone. Homer sat happily beside her, lightly panting with a goofy grin on his face.
    “Nothing, really. It’s what I wanted with him.” He nodded to the area where the stranger had disappeared into the night. He watched her expression as the mind control effects that the mutt had used on her faded and she regained power of her own thoughts once more.
    “He wasn’t human.” She pointed past Barry and he confirmed her accusation with a nod of his