"Details, right." I could see the scene playing out in my head, crazy wolfman busts in on a lonely gas station in the middle of the night, takes down the redneck scratching lotto tickets at the counter, then goes for the girl behind the register. She gets in a few hits, but just enough to tick him off.
"Bleeding, yeah we're running all the blood samples." He'd probably gone underground until night hit. Two hours until the sunset, another hour until the full moon.
Great.
"No comment. You've seen enough." Pointed to the door and followed her back out.