On his way back, James heard the sound of voices. Human ones. He approached the sound and stayed hidden. There were two, and James wanted to listen in on their conversation. "So, Ya hear about the raid the other night on us?" The older one asked. He was in his mid thirties. At least 6 ft, and built like a tank. "N-No..." The younger says. he was in his early twenties, 5'8 and skinny as a twig. "Yeah, A wolf and a traitor came and took our prisoner. I was supposed to have my own fun and torture her next but they got her out... It's too bad..." It was clear he meant Cathy. "S-Shut up! We're trying to help people here! Not torture werewolves!" The younger one protests. "Cool your jets kiddo. You'll learn how fun it can be." The older one responds. "Fuck off." The younger responds. "Still, I can't wait to get my hands on that little fucker. Eli I think was his name... I dunno who he thinks he is betraying us but the fucker is gonna pay." The older man growled. "I said shut up! Traitor or not he probably had his own reasons for doing what he did! I don't care if they're the enemy! You have to respect them!" The younger one yelled. They continued to argue about morals and ethics. And the subject of Eli just disappeared completely. James was happy... He just wanted to forget about him for now... Whenever he was thinking about Eli old memories of the two playing around kept popping up. But then his suspicions came back. He didn't need the clearly bad luck Eli brought anyways... (I'll figure it out later...) James thinks to himself. He wanted to get home. But to be fair, Listening in on these guys was important too. "Still though. I can't believe that raid on the apartment went well. We may have lost that bitch but getting her here to begin with was fuckin GREAT!" He boasts. "How did you find her anyways?..." The other asked. "Oh, about that. Someone had been hiding her records and her location. But we didn't need them. There was a lot of suspicious activity there like animal noises. Even howling. it wasn't hard to find." He said. They would've gone to that apartment no matter what... And they still knew where it was... "Are you going to go back?" The younger hunter asked. "Not for a while. Those wolves probably left already. We'll be checking in next week though. Just to make sure they didn't stay." The older responded. They were planning another raid on the apartment in about a weeks time... James had to get back home and tell them the news.