Chapter 83 A Little Tomfoolery

• “I don’t know that it’ll be enough for the police,” Marcus says to me early that evening, after Daisy has gone to lie down for a rest and the recording is in the grim-faced Alpha’s possession. “But it’ll certainly be enough for the Werewolf Council.”
• We’re in Marcus’s suite of rooms at the Mansion, eating dinner from trays sent up by Mrs. Potts and sharing a rather excellent bottle of red wine from the Alpha’s personal wine cellar. A rich Merlot – I savor it as I swirl it in my glass.
• “What does that mean, then?” I ask curiously. “Can the Werewolf Council – I don’t know, what can they do to Charles?”