“And you talked to Willow about it? Okay, I’m in. Whatever it takes,” Garin hung up the phone and tossed it onto the kitchen counter as he walked towards the living room. He needed to change before he left. He didn’t think his button-down and dress pants would work very well for running through the forest, especially since they were predicting snowfall tonight.

He instead, pulled on a black thermal shirt and flannel-lined jeans. He might not be the traditional outdoorsy type, ...