"Why does there have to be a clue there?" Marcus asked. "That sounds like your frustration because we didn't find a handful of blonde hair or something. You do realize that muggles leave things like fingerprints and hair and the like. Wizards don't have to touch anything. We can cast spells from a distance and not leave a stinking trace. the fact is that the absence of bodies, and the high end granite vaults with the expensive caskets, all of that is a whole chain of clues in itself. Think. Who spends that sort of money to create 2 empty graves? Somebody with money--a lot of it. And, if they're able to do that sort of dark magic, and, if we're still on the trail of the person who can do elemental magic, now we're most likely looking at someone exceptionally wealthy. Or at least they were when Charlotte and Gideon died. Granted, they're not big clues, but they're clues."
"What we don't have, and presumably won't have until we find the bodies is any sort of motive. We need to know exactly what killed them. Maybe if we find out what killed them, it might point us towards who," Angus said. "Besides there's also all that tangled up mess about what happened to Charlotte and Gideon's things, their money, their house, their land," Angus said. "And if Suzanne weren't so barmy, maybe we could ask her what she remembers about the deaths of her parents and what happened in all that mess about their estates."
"That isn't bloody likely, even with Veritaserum," Andrew yawned. "You give somebody whose mad a big dose of Veritaserum, and all you get is whatever screwball thoughts that crazy person thinks is truth. You can't guarantee a word of it really is truth. Robert won't be very anxious to try that plan because it just is loaded with a million and one errors."
"Hm.. Good to know," Angus said. "So Veritaserum isn't an option."
"Not with someone who's already crackers," he said.
"So, we're back to trudging through the hinterlands with shovels probably because we're probably going to have to have muggle guides to take us to where they believe the graves are. Fun, fun, fun," Marcus said. "Be glad you're not going, Angus."
"I like hiking," Angus said.
"Nowhere do I see hiking through scruff and rocky wilderness as being on your list of approved activities," Andrew said, opening Angus's medical chart and reading. "Nope. Not listed, I'm afraid."
"But Sergio and Ana would eat this up. This is right on their lists of specialties," Marcus said
"It certainly is," Angus agreed, yawning. Andrew passed him a potions cup.
"Do get your night meds tonight, will you. I mixed them together so you don't have five or six of these things to deal with," Andrew told Angus. "Before you get too sleepy."
"It is late, anyway," Marcus said, seeing the clock was just about ready to strike 2 am. "I'll go make the security check." He set his empty cup aside and headed to Edwards to do the checks on that side of the duplex.