Chapter 56

Carefully manipulating the device between my fingers (if I thought changing a diaper with those hands was difficult, you should have seen me trying to use the phone), I opened the camera app and took a photo of the code. The program returned quite complete information to me on the screen, mentioning the name of the subject in the green coat, his sub-species (coded in our own system, the subject was a were-tiger), his place and date of birth, his license plate number, if he had relatives, and a contact number in case someone found his body.

“Is it legitimate?” Sebastian asked, impatient.

“It seems.” I replied, and put the phone in my backpack; I addressed the tiger-man with the flashlight in his face again. “This says that you were born in Ukraine; what are you doing in Siberia?”

The guy shrugged his shoulders and pointed north.

“I moved. Can’t a man move? I live here, higher up in the mountains, with my partner. I went out to stretch my legs and hunt, and I r