Just as Silver was done with her phone call, she noticed the car that had been slide to her. She looked up from her desk at the werewolf's standing next to her. Good old Senna, sure they hadn't been working together for more then a few good months but those moths had indeed been productive. She puts down the phone and smugly look up at her friend
¨Not anymore...Good To see you¨ She gets up and hugs her in a rather hastily matter. Since now they both had work to do.
¨Let me fill you in, A few hours ago that guy... She pointed in to the cell where Mr.Dolf was sitting humming something to himself. He failed to notice the fact that he was being pointed out
¨..Bashed A old ladies head after being in on the brothels of the East end. I, caught him after he failed to kill me with a gun. Sadly we shout not be able to hold him for more then 24 hours thanks to the fact that he is a Desmodontin.¨ Seems Dolf heard their last statement and he responded with a wink towards the two ladies standing on the other side of the bars. Silver smugly smiled back before she continued
¨Seems however he picked the wrong whore-house to get his willy on. Since, it happens to be owned my old colon-mates Noctilio. I got on the phone with their Lord Protector a rather chilly talking guy...he Got me the permission to hold dolf in for the time being.¨
As she said the last statement she looked straight in the cage at Dolf, who suddenly looked a heck of a lot less happy or content.