Snippet #1811852

"Yes, I'd heard about the incident."

Garath replied before taking a drag from his cigarette and exhaling.

"I've had nice long chat with him about his liberal interpretation of security protocols before sending him home."

Garath replied coldly. At least thats what he told Jane. For the briefest moment Garath's mind flashed back to the conversation with the guard. Him screaming for his life before Garath had the black bag put over his head and giving the ok. He remembered the moment when his man raised the gun and put it to the back of the guards head. He could almost hear the man's sobbing because he said he had children. He remembered the echoing sound as the bullet left the chamber and ended the guards life.

"Mistakes like that can't be tolerated."

Garath said putting the final nail in the subject as he took another puff.

"How have your charges been doing? I hadn't heard about much trouble coming from the werewolves or our human prisoners lately."

Garath asked his sister merely out of politeness. Garath already knew everything about the going ons in his sisters wing. A fact that his sister was no doubt intelligent enough to already know but she would have seen the question as more as a friendly attempt at conversation than a patronizing one. It was a well known fact that Garath Gatenby knew everything that happened within the walls of Foxcroft and even more than a bit outside of it. Information was his weapon and he was a master at wielding it.