"Of course, only a well-connected werewolf could patch up something like this." Charles clicked his tongue. "At this point, they might have already found out your contacts, Len."
"I figured. I felt people watching my every move yesterday." Len sighed and glanced at Claude. "That was why I didn't bring Claude around. I didn't realize they meant to obtain this kind of information instead. I can only hope my contacts can fend for themselves."
Charles nodded and ruffled Eugene's hair. "You're lucky that another full moon is coming. We can permanently sever your ties to the moon. However, I can't draw the werewolf blood out of you anymore. Eugene, you're only alive because you turned."
