Angus was back in England. And he had a considerable sum to deposit now into his Gringotts account, considering he got his usual pay and also vacation pay as well. Double the salary for a month of no work. His father was better, and for that he was eternally grateful. But he had gotten an angry owl from Brian near sunrise. It had rousted Angus out of bed, and he was packed and back in England before Gringotts opened. He had stopped at Sparks for a good cup of coffee and a scone, and then had progressed down to Gringotts and had tucked his money in his vault.
Angus was angry as well. Khaat had never deceived him before, and he felt deceived. The fact was, she had not told him any lie. Never. She just had neglected to mention the truth, and for that, he was angry. He wanted to talk to her. His business now completed in Diagon Alley, he portkeyed home to Brian's house.
He saw Jack and Jess there beginning the morning routine. "Well," Angus said. "I am glad to see that some common sense has returned to this house. Where is she?" He dropped his bag on the floor and didn't wait for a reply. He knew it was not time for Khaat to go to work yet, so he believed she was still in her bedroom. It was time for a talk. He bounded up the stairs, heading straight for her bedroom.