Bruce held a brief meeting with his dressmakers the following morning. Then he went to his office.
He was anxious to get the morning routine over with so that he could go and talk to Jean about her disturbing behaviour the previous night.
First of all, she did not attend the celebrations, but then he ran into her in the woods. Next, she showed up outside his window as if that was her obligation for the evening.
“I must let her know that she is not gonna receive preferential treatment from me just because she’s been after me for years and these other members of the pack have only met me recently,” he told himself as he fine-tuned some of the designs on his desk.
“So, have you done some investigations into the mysterious guests who were here last night as masked dancers?” Lyle asked from Bruce’s office door.