1st Clue

"AAAAGHH!" Howled the Rougaroux.

"Werewolf, be calm," whispered a slim man. "You did well. Keep up the good work, and we can get your friends to this side."

The man peeled open a peppermint with his long, skinny fingers, then let the plastic drift to the street.  

"My wife?" Asked the Rougaroux in a deep, garbled voice, breathing heavily through his teeth.

"If you obey. I will share your next mission through our...'friends'. Right now, I have a matter to tend to in the waters of San Francisco."