Drop in mortal crime

Will Borden didn't look like a werewolf. He was about five five, five six and built like an armored car, all flat, heavy muscle. He wore glasses, his brown hair was cut short and neat, and you never would have guessed, from looking at him, that he and his friends had been responsible for a forty percent drop in crime in a six-block radius around the University of Chicago- and that didn't take into account the supernatural predators that had been driven away and now avoided that neighborhood. Strictly speaking, I should have arrested him as a known vigilante.

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