Howling like the Wolf

Dylan Roe was down on his luck. Big time. He had started his day with a five figure bank account, and was now reduced to barely 30 bucks. It had taken him four hours of horse race bids, before he realized that he was now basically plumb broke. He had rent, a car payment and his electric bills to pay, and his mechanic's salary wasn't going to do much for it, at least at the moment.

But somehow, the Universe works in mysterious ways. And in fucked up ones at that.

He was working on a customers Chrysler limo, which was starting to become a common occurrence these days, when the chauffeur overheard Dylan's problem, who in turn, introduced him to a friend of a friend, who then introduced him to