"Half of these rifles are loaded with silver rounds, girl. If we wanted you dead, you would be dead, end of story.. I would hope that the fact you are still alive gives enough credibility to my words." The woman answered. "Now, turn around and put your hands behind your back. I'm going to bind you, then we're going to take you somewhere you can get help. Understand that I cannot let you leave this place alone in your current state. We both know how much of a danger you are right now."

Sam could not find words with which to answer the woman due to his fear. She spoke in a commanding tone and had a general air of authority about her. It was enough to make even the beast within Sam to recede in submission. He meekly nodded and turned around with his hands behind him. In response, the woman gave a nod to a man on her left. "Make sure tha tranq is loaded, Jones." She ordered before producing an odd-looking pair of handcuffs from her bag. Slowly, she walked up to Sam and snapped each end around both of his wrists. "These handcuffs are designed specifically for werewolves. If you end up trying to transform, they will break, but in the process, they will inject a certain poison into you. It's not lethal, but it is formulated to be able to knock out a werewolf for a few hours. It's the same thing that is in my friend's tranquilizer gun." She explained as she took out another, identical pair of handcuffs, then approached Stevie to bind her as well.