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attacked her might have been rabid? Why not just give her whatever shots they had to anyway? That's how doctors back home did it. They suspect something was rabid, you get fifteen or seventeen injections in the naval. Of course that was painful, and the injections had to be spaced out over time, but then again maybe this fellow and whoever he worked for wanted to make sure before subjecting her to all that.  
    "Miss Elizabeth Crowley?" The man patted her shoulder reassuringly when he finally spoke to her rather than himself. He smiled at her when he saw her eyes focus on him. "My name is George Shelby. Other than a little blood work that I need to do it looks like you're in good shape. To be honest you're doing far better than you have any rights to considering when you were brought in your arm was mangled and bloodied."  
    She looked at her arm and flexed. Sure the sleeve to her sweater was gone, probably cut away, but she looked and felt like she'd already healed whatever had been done to her. "I've always been a quick healer Doctor Shelby." That name tickled at the edges of her memory. In the back of her mind she hoped that whatever he was looking for in her blood wouldn't turn up the few oddities that were supposed to be there. "Any ideas what attacked me? All I really remember was growling and something hitting me. I didn't think wolves pounced."  
    Doctor Shelby looked at her arm and nodded to himself before speaking. "How do you think they get on top of their usual prey? Your visa says you're from America. On break from school and decided to come visit one of the less overcrowded parts of the Continent?"  
    "Well I had heard stories my grandfather told when he came this way, and my father came here about five years back on business. I figured I might as well follow the family tradition." She started to sit up and, after Doctor Shelby backed away she smiled, somehow invoking a predator eying prey as she did so. "How long before you finish and i can get checked out?"  
    Doctor Shelby shifted uneasily at that question and, after backing just out of arm's reach then straightening his coat he dropped the proverbial bombshell. "You're not at the," He glanced at the key-card laying by Elizabeth's wallet, "Blue Mountain Resort and Spa." She stiffened at this news, understandable considering she had just been told she'd more or less been kidnapped. "I brought you here because the creature that ambushed you was something I had been hunting for the past three months." He looked somewhat uneasy, but continued in spite of himself. "A rival of mine had sent it and others after me since he'd broke our agreement and started expanding into biological experiments." A pause while he seemed to try collecting himself. "I know any explanation I give is going to sound insane, so I'm going to tell you the truth. First though do you want anything to drink? I assure you that if I wanted to I would have drugged you while you were still recovering, and you are, by all accounts, as unharmed as your attacker has allowed."  
    Elizabeth coughed at the mention of being drugged, "Well like you said, if you wanted to keep me doped up to sell to some rich Russian it's not like I could have stopped you from just putting a needle in me earlier. Got any beer?" She leaned forward, leaning on her elbows while she eyed the 'good' doctor. If he was dealing in the sorts of business she thought he was she may well have to come clean herself just to absolve him of any feeling of guilt over what he might find.  
    "I don't think-" Doctor Shelby saw her grin again.  
    "OK OK I'll get Steve to bring you something. Happy?" Then he muttered something about it being her liver not his.  
    "Oh don't worry Doc. It's not like I'm going to try for a whole pitcher." Elizabeth made a go-ahead motion, 'You were saying something about you and this rival of yours?"  
    Doctor Shelby quirked an eyebrow but decided that if she wanted to hear the rest he might as well. "I've