He drew his hand out of my bra and drew back from my ear. But I was reminded of the scene in _The Wizard of Oz_ where Dorothy and the Scarecrow bang on the Tin Man's chest and hear the rolling echo. Shit, that's one of those damn things they used on us, the cop said. I could almost feel his puzzlement like a play of energy along my skin, I'd felt anger, lust, fear dance along my skin from vampires and wereanimals, but I'd never felt puzzlement before.
So he'd rather more people get killed and mutilated than have me help him solve the case. The werewolves that he had sucked dry hadn't been willing sacrifices. He turned to the doctor. If Ted tells them you can help, they believe him.
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