“And the council will wonder what Rémy’s hiding since Ian and Rémy wouldn’t be going out or receiving important guests for the rest of the week.” Sean bristled. “I remember how it was, the fittings, the official meeting of the council, that kind of thing will take up the whole week, and they’re being married on Saturday. All of the wedding preparations are taking place at the house. This is Sal’s last opportunity. If I know Marie Claire and Meg, they have the wedding invitations, the cake and the caterers in hand, and that means lots of people know the schedule which gives Sal the chance to listen for leaks about where they’re going and when and this information is leaking like a sieve.”
“So…” Armand was annoyed.
“That means they need our help, so we help them, this time on human terms, not loup-garou.” Armand sighed. “Armand, the kid only owns sneakers, work boots, and one oxford shirt.”