I felt my ears burn.
How could I be involved in such a legend?
"Is there a mistake?"
"Of course not." He was absolutely certain. "I've been investigating werewolves for years. I'm sure I won't get this kind of basic information wrong." His voice gradually became excited. "That werewolf will definitely come looking for you again. You can tell me where you are, and I can help you."
"I…" I ran my fingers through my hair again and again. "I'm a little confused right now." That was a werewolf! He could kill me with a slap. If he really came back and asked me to become his partner, how could I refuse? Was there any way I could refuse him?
"I need some time to think about it," I said.
"Of course. If you need help, I can come to you immediately."
"Okay, thanks."
I was dazed after I hung up. My heart raced as I remembered how the werewolf looked that night.
