Yes, letâ€™s see, said Finch, fumbling through a scruffy rolodex on his desk. Whoâ€™s probably best? Maxwell? No, noâ€¦ Madison? Ah, here we go, Mitchell. You should go see Mitchell, said Finch.
Yes, Mitchell, thatâ€™s the ticket. Agnes? Finch said into the air above his desk, get me Mitchell on the phone.
Oh, heâ€™s a â€¦ specialist. A, youâ€™ll pardon the expression, a witch.
A what? Said Henry, with alarm.
Oh, youâ€™ll like him. Heâ€™s the best man I know for these sorts of things, at least in this part of town.
A what specialist? Did you say witch? Youâ€™re sending me to a witch?
The phone buzzed. Patch him through, Agnes. Mitchell! How are ya? Joanie doing well? Thatâ€™s great. Youâ€™re coming to the little league cookout on Friday arenâ€™t ya? Good, good, see ya then. Listen, Mitchell, got a case for you ya, got a guy here in my office, I just know you want to talk to him. He wants to be a wolf. Yeah, yeah. Uh huh. Yeah, Henry Bergan. Can you squeeze him in next week? Oh thatâ€™d be great. Iâ€™ll give him your card. No problem, glad to do it.
Now, Henry, said Finch. Letâ€™s see, where did that card go? Ah, here. Now, you take this card and see Mitchell, heâ€™ll fix you right up.
Donâ€™t you worry about a thing.
Next: Part III: WitchOffice
Part I: ManWhoWantsToBeAWolf
Part II: WolfReferral <--You are here
Part III: WitchOffice
Part IV: WolfBoomer
Part V: WolfMethods
Part VI: WolfPack
Part VII: HumanPack
Part VIII: MarkingTerritory
Part IX: HumanTerritory
Part X: TheKill
Part XI: CocktailParty
Part XII: BreakAway
Part XIII: SundayMorning
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