"He looked fine when I got here, Anita, honest. I don't blame them for not forcing him to go."
"Well, he doesn't look fine now."
"We can give him a ride to the hospital when we go."
I looked at him. "Why do I think that we are going to the hospital for more than just a show of moral support?"
"You're just perceptive as hell tonight."
"Zerbrowski," I said.
"I told Captain Parker that I'd be right along once Marshal Blake showed up."
"You bastard."
"He's asking questions about the monsters that I don't have the answers to. Maybe Dolph would, but there is no way I want him to be here. We managed to quiet down the worst of what happened in the interrogation with your furry friend, but if Dolph loses it in a public setting..." He just shook his head.
I agreed with him. "Fine, I'll go with you to the hospital and see if I can answer the captain's questions."
"Ah, but first ya gotta see this." He was actually smiling, and it wasn't a place for smiles.
"See what?" I asked suspiciously.
He turned without a word and led the way down the hallway towards the empty window. Webster had taken Elsworthy in the opposite direction so that they stood as far from the window as the hallway allowed. Good for Webster.
When we were close enough, my eyes started looking at something besides the window. There were two neat bullet holes in the wall near the window at the end of the hallway. Mobile Reserve's weapons can go fully automatic at the flick of a switch, but they're trained to do it one bullet at a time. With two officers down, and a monster on the loose, they'd remembered their training.
Zerbrowski motioned the uniform back, so we had some privacy. There was almost no glass on the carpet, because it had all gone outside.
"Did Van Anders throw someone through the window?"
"He threw himself," Zerbrowski said.
I stared at him. "We're twenty stories up, even a werewolf isn't going to walk away from that kind of fall. It may not kill him, but he'll be hurting."
"He didn't go down, he went up." He motioned me closer to the window.
I didn't like the window. It had a very low sill, almost low enough to step through. That gives a better view, but without glass in the metal frame, there was nothing but empty air between me and a very big fall.
"Careful of the glass, and don't look down. But trust me, Anita, it's worth leaning out just a little, and looking up. Look at the right side of the window."
I placed a hand against the wall and found a place in the metal that was glass free so I could get a grip. The air was beating against me, like eager hands ready to snatch me away. I'm not afraid of heights, but the idea of falling from them, well, that I'm afraid of. I fought the almost irresistible urge to look down, because I knew if I looked down I might not be able to look out the window at all.
I leaned out, very carefully, and at first I didn't understand what I was seeing. There were holes in the side of the building, all the way up, as far as my eyes could follow. Small holes at regular intervals.
I eased myself back in, carefully, watching for glass as much as a fall. I frowned at Zerbrowski. "I saw the holes, but what are they?"
"Van Anders did a Spiderman on them. The sniper and observer were set up on the opposite side of the building. There was nothing they could do."
I felt my eyes go wide. "You mean the holes are where he shoved his hands into the building, and climbed up?"
Zerbrowski nodded, and he was smiling. "Captain Parker was screaming that he didn't know werewolves could do that either."
I glanced back at the window. "Captain Parker isn't the only one that didn't know. I mean they have the strength, but they get cut and scraped and break bones even. They may heal quickly, but it hurts them." I looked up at the ceiling as if I could still see the upward march of holes. "Being shot would have hurt like hell."
Zerbrowski nodded. "Will he need to see an emergency room, a doctor, something?"
I shook my head. "I doubt it. If he's strong enough to do a partial change, then I'll have to assume that his healing abilities are on the high end. If they are, he'll be healed within a couple hours, maybe less. If he changes form, when he's human again, he'll be good as new."
"They've put the word out to all the emergency and urgent care places, just in case."
I nodded. "Can't hurt, I guess, but I don't think you're going to catch him that way."
"How are we going to catch him, Anita? How do you catch something like this?"
I looked at him. "Did you ask the upper brass what they thought of using werewolves to track him?"
"They vetoed it."