Hasle had gone back to work after the alleyway incident. Truble spent a while milling about, seeing if she couldn't dig up some lead on either her case or Charlies hunt.

That meant walking through all the worst neighborhoods in case a bone-sucker was hiding there, in hopes that she'd stumble across a corpse or it feeding or something, which was a weird thing to hope for, maybe if she found it right before? Yeah, she hoped she'd find it right before.

As for her own case, it meant that if she came across Kaustreich or Reinigen she'd consider questioning them, and walking through lower middle class areas in search for locations that might be gathering spotts for Wesen. Maybe see if she could find another partner to help with questioning people.

As it got later in the day, she'd made little to no progress. She'd questioned two Reinigen and a Klaustreich, but had learned nothing, and had spent the rest of her time just wandering. Two of three had asked her to woged, and when she didn't they stopped talking. The last, one of the Reinigen, hadn't known anything.

When she looked at her phone, it was a burner she'd bought recently, never used, she noticed that it was just after five, so Nick shouldn't be working anymore. She called him.

"Burkhart."

"Hey Nick."

"Truble! New phone?" From the tone, his day had gone alright, he wasn't too busy, and wasn't home yet, he'd be happier if he where with Adelind.

"Burner. So listen, I met another grimm today, said he's chasing a bone-sucker, eats your bones, leaves the rest of you intact enough you might even live for a while."

"Want me to check the books?"

"Yep." She had some 'books' of her own, a lot of photos from books really, but checking them was inefficient and they where hard to read.

She'd taken to transcribing them recently, figuring it'd be easier to search a digital document for key words, or going through a digital image gallery linked to relevant pages if you had an image and nothing else, than physical books.

They also had the advantage of being tiny by comparison and she could easily duplicate them then store them in various caches around the continent, just in case someone tried to burn the books again.

"Anything else?"

"He called it a big monster, said it might eat hundreds within a week, but unless it only eats rarely that wouldn't have been sustainable until recently. He might have exaggerated, had reason to.

"Oh, and see if Rosalee or Adalind can't find a cure for that, or something similar, just in case." Couldn't hurt.

"Will do. I'll call you when I find something."

"Yeah." They hung up, not really the type to say bye at the end of a phone call.

After talking with nick, she spent two hours transcribing some books while watching TV in her motel room before heading to some bar.

When she entered she saw a Reinigen mouthing off with some big guy, a human by the looks of it, or at least ha hadn't woged.

The reinigen wasn't very special in any way, judging from his clothes he was young, but then, it was hard to tell when they where woged. The other guy was big in more than one sense of the word. He was tall, for one, and definitely not skinny, though how much of it was fat and how much was muscle was hard to tell, but it was a mix of both.

"-man, I didn', you know I-" The big guy was totally drunk.

"All I know is that you're a lard-ass and a slob, and I don't want you to crush me like that again you hear?" The Reinigen seemed sober enough, if a bit aggressive.

"I, Steve, you- Steve we're friends, right? Kevin cut me off, could you... Not much, just a beer. Steve..."

"I'm not your friend, I don't know you, heck I don't even know your name! And I definitely wont give you more to drink! Now. Go. Home." The big guys shoulder slumped, he glanced to a few other people, but none of them gave him the time of day, so he left.

"Hey Steve." Truble approached the Reinigen.

"Sorry to disappoint you lady, but he didn't even get my name right. It's Scott, by the way"

"Fine, Scott, we're going to have ourselves a little chat, alright." She sat down at his table, one of the smaller ones, barely fit for a single person but seeing as it was just for drinks there where two chairs.

"And why should I agree to that?"

"Because there's a serial killer on the loose, and you fit the profile."

"Wha- I'm not a killer! Ask anybody, I don't even get into fights! Well sometimes I shout at people, but I never hit them." He gestured wildly as he spoke, almost hitting the table next to theirs. Truble stayed calm.

"Not the killers profile, the victim." Scott calmed down. "They're all Reinigen, just like you, killers some Klaustreich. Any idea of who? Someone you know to stay away from, or maybe some area where the aggressive ones hang out?" She hadn't had much luck earlier in the day, but with someone slightly tipsy, maybe she'd have better luck.

As he calmed down she could see his human face, he was young, barely over 21, Caucasian, and had a shaggy little beard.

"You the Wesen-police or something?"

"Something like that. I can't actually arrest people, but I'll find a way to tip off the authorities once I know who did it."

"How about all of them." He took a swig of his drink, slamming it down afterwards. "They're all guilty."

"No. I won't go after innocent people, so tell me what you know." He glanced to the side.

"And what if I don't know anything?" He definitely did.

"Ask people. I'll be back tomorrow, and every night after that, until I've caught the killer."

"Did they kill your boyfriend or something? Why are you so set on this?" He was avoiding the subject. And why did people always assume everyone was straight? Not that it really mattered anyway.

"I told you, I'm the Wesen-police, it's my job. Now talk"

"Fine. There's a neighborhood to the south from her called Brownsville. I don't know if there are many Klaustreich there or not, haven't been there myself, but my moma always told me to stay away from there."

She didn't get much more out of Scott, but she had a lead, something to check out in the morning before meeting up with Hasle.

She got some Thai food to go on her way back to her motel room. She watched TV while she ate, some cop show or another. It wasn't the best thing she'd ever seen, but it would do.

Halfway through her meal her phone rang.

"Sup."

"Hey," Nick said, "You're on speaker with Monroe here." She muted the TV.

"Hey Truble, been a while."

"Hey Monroe."

"We found something that might be your bone-sucker, listen to this:" Nick continued as she kept eating.

"I came across a most curious creature today, in a village. Recently many of the villigers had died, several per night, all of whom where found without any bones.

"The culprit was a Grosersauger, or Big sucker, a Wesen who inserts its long needle like beak into it's victim and releases a substance that quickly, though not instantly, liquefies the bones. It then sucks the bones out. The substance only affects the bones, and it mostly only sucks that out.

"The Grosersauger was surprisingly strong and could single-handedly lift boulders grown men might struggle with.

"In her un-Woged state the beast was a larger woman, whom I at first thought nothing of. One thing to note is that she recently had started drinking at all times. Often several buckets of water a day. This might be something they do to stave off the need to drink human bones until nightfall, when they can more easily get away with it.

"I want to add that I suspect it may be something that happens to females of the species when they're about to give birth, as it was a rather sudden thing in her adulthood, but I couldn't confirm this when I checked her womb." He as Nick said the last bit she could hear Monroe make a disgusted sound.

"That would-" She swallowed. "That would mach Charlies story."

"That the other grimm?"

"Yeah. Are there any other bone sucking creatures?" She pulled out a notepad and made a few quick notes on the Grosersauger.

"Yeah, one: the Hone-kyuuban. They seem to eat rarely, we're talking once per month here, and only one person at a time. Unless we're dealing with a family of them it should be hard to track them to any precise location while they're moving.

"I'll text you an image of both, just in case," Nick said.

"Thanks. Anything in particular recommended for when I fight them?"

"No, just says to decapitate them." Decapitation usually ment that any method you could think off would work, which didn't matter much to her since her go-to strategy was to decapitate them. "I should mention that the Hone-kyuuban is rather fast too." She jotted it down in her notepad.

"Got it. Any luck finding an antidote to the bone liquidation?"

"Adalind had nothing and all Rosalee found was something to make your bones harder, don't know if that'll work."

"It's easy to make though, so if you find a spice shop there it shouldn't be a problem to get it." Monroe added.

"Alright. I'll call you if I need it."