Well. We’ll just have to hope that this wasn’t a loup-garou, I guess. ” “If it was a louper, you’d know,” Bob said wisely. “In the middle of this town, you’d have a dozen people dead every time the full moon came around. What’s going on?” “A dozen people are dying every time the full moon comes around.
He gave me a look sure to put frost on anyone's pumpkin.