"Yes. It is," Angus admitted. "Robert suggested we give them just a standard dose of calming potion during waking hours. It will help them cope with their grief temporarily. If you'd like, you could make some fresh tea and maybe put a dose in each cup. They've been using the bright pink mugs because, first of all, they like pink, but, if they use the pink mugs, I can know for sure if they drank it and I'll know if someone else picks up a pink mug by mistake. Just pick a flavor you know they like and haven't had today. They've ha just straight up black tea and also some almond tea, so you'll probably entice them if you pick something different."
"Angus and I were just discussing packing for Tuscany," Marcus said to her. "You know he tends to need to know he has all his bases covered. So, if there's something you want us to take to Tuscany for you--black dress, whatever it is, get me a list, and I'll pack it when I pack for him and I. Doesn't have to be tonight. You could send it to me tomorrow sometime."
As the tiny babies started to cry and squall, Simone looked over at Jack and Jessie.
"They're tired, Boys," she told them. "I'd just tuck them into the Moses basket for now."
"Angus," Evan came in with Finn, and Finn had something in his mouth and was growling at Evan. Evan was stooped over, trying to tug whatever it was out of Finn's mouth, and Finn wasn't having it. "He found something outside, and he's not giving it up."
"Probably a bone he buried out there sometime back," Angus laughed.
"No. It's a box. A little black cube shaped box," Evan said. Angus whistled for Finn, and the dog jumped up in the chair with Angus. Angus had to work a moment, but he got the box from Finn, and he looked at it."
"Well, that answers it. Jack, you need to see this at once," Angus said, holding up the little black box so Jack could see what he had.
"What is it?"
"It's a marker. James has used these before. And, smell this side of it."
"I didn't have to. It stinks. Smells like a muggle hospital."
"Exactly. Because it was around antiseptic very recently. And who do we know that was around antiseptics very recently?"
"I don't know. Who?"
"Members of Fenrir's own pack," Simone said, her eyes wide.
"Precisely. I think Fenrir has a huge problem. I think one of his own pack members is a plant from James. He came here with the pack after the attack and he's buried makers again on the grounds. That's my bet. I don't know who it is, but somebody in his pack is a phony and is already loyal to James."