Julius glanced at the sigil, still hanging faintly in the air.

"It's funny, how many things don't add up that people just shrug off. But in this particular case, something doesn't add up even if you do take werewolves as a given."

He looked back at her. "You know, even if it were a perfectly ordinary murderous human being, I don't know that being out here alone in the small hours of the morning is standard journalistic procedure."