"God, if only," said Maria, rolling her eyes. "The only situations where I've known 'em to get real talkative and real interesting real fast are not really friendly ones, if you know what I mean." No, vomiting up everything you think a hunter might want to know would not save you. But she did appreciate it when that did happen, even if it was mostly what she already knew.

She tapped a finger against the shelf, thoughtfully. "If you can get me a name and description, I'll see if I can get any interesting tidbits from the police or something that might help you out." She sighed. "Man, we always end up talking about work on these calls."