Lesley drove with full speed to the woman that took care of his wound. It was either she told him everything she knew that happened that day or she got into a problem with him. He was fully ready to find out all he needed to know that day because he was tired of behaving fiercely and strangely and having no idea of what was happening to him.

Thoughts of the three men that came to his office flashed in his head. For a second, he wondered if he should have listened to them. Just maybe they might have known what exactly was going on with him.

"Werewolf?" Lesley thought...