When the Wolf Bites
"Are you a cop?" the man asked hesitantly.
“Uh, no. I just work reception,” Stiles said, tugging nervously at his hoodie. There was something about this man that made his anxiety start to build. Normally Stiles was great at charming the people who walk into the station, even calming down the angry moms. “We’ve been understaffed for years so I help out where I can. You needed something?”
“I need to file a missing person’s report.”