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Ambrose grows cold at the mention of teeth extraction. He snarls and bites at Hunter's hand, angrily and frightened. They want to pull out my teeth!? Without sedation? What are these people, true torturers! What is this? Where's the Boss man, he seemed to like me...they wouldn't get away with this if he knew what they were doing!
Meanwhile, The Boss was having a pleasant basking in the sun by the pool which was on top of the accommodation area of the facility. Some of the Family were swimming in the water. He took a long and satisfying sip of his skim milk long macchiato topped up with two tablespoons of sugar. His thoughts went to the boy for a moment. Was it time for him to swoop in and save the day yet? No, Brianna and Hunter would need some more time. He wanted to appear heroic for the boy. Should he gain the child's trust, Ambrose might disclose the location of these Broms and his own group. The Boss had been unwilling to steal from the shifter groups he already knew. Word might get out about his plans and actions, but he had no personal affiliation with the area Ambrose was from. There could be test subjects in the hundreds. Staring up at the blue sky, he sighed in contentment. "It's a beautiful day."