Threads Crimson and Green
15th of September 2006 A.D.
Spurred on by the knowledge that there's a cannibalistic shapeshifting horror loose in Chicago you decide on the next morning to do your own investigation. The first thing you ask is how Gorfel and his thugs knew to be at the drop off place to begin with, thinking perhaps they had been tracking the bones themselves with sorcery. Alas the answer proves to be much more mundane:
...a hurried call from a whispered into a burner phone
Before that
...an email from a 'friend' long dreaded replied with trembling fingers
Earlier still
...a ruddy faced man at Hawthorne Race Track losing himself in the excitement of the crowd that fills in him a need, and addiction
At the root
...money changes hands, cash untraceable, this time surely he will win
Rodney Miller will not win, you know, you know with the eerie insight of power steeped in sin since before the pyramids were raised,
but his minders will
There is more, the full name of the man who has been feeding Rodney's gambling habit and the awareness that he himself had been bought, for the price of covering up some insurance scams. There is an entire network of them out there and they aren't all praising Thule or whatever the hell Nazi sorcerers do.
Setting putting the bullet back into the glove compartment you instruct Black Rider to drive you to Harry's wondering all the while if you should tell Marcone. The last thing you want is to be responsible for some guy with a gambling addiction to get cement shoes, but knowingly or not that same guy gave away secrets about holy relics to the Thule Society. That is a bit more serious than just betraying Marcone. Back and forth you go.
How many more holy relics could be have?
Before you can come to a decision you come to your destination, the car breaking with mechanical precision
right in front of dog that had slipped its owner's leash. "Rider, you are making me look like an asshole," you scold him.
"All mortal lifeforms involved are unharmed. I estimate that the fear response to this event will make both more cautious, thus increasing their average lifespan."
"Clippy update the list, Rule Number 83, no trying to scare pets and pet owners into being more careful."
"Query: Why?"
"Conflict with Rule Number 5, no careless destruction of life and property. You did not know one hundred percent that you could stop in time and a slip up would cause far more damage than fear alone could engender by way of behavior modification."
"Acknowledged." The answer does not sound sullen or confused in the least. You are getting better at this.
That out of the way you look at the roof:
"Who attempted to shoot Gorfel from this roof?"
A name, a title floats to the surface of your mind spoken with scorn in Gorfel's own remembered voice: Lictor but with that comes a glimpse just as fleeting of a pale man, black suit, white shirt, the only spot of color on him his crimson tie like a slash across his chest. A glimpse is all Usum needs, he had seen that shade of red before, bound in the halls of Arctis Tor, a Redcap's bloody mark, though to wear it upon the neck and not the head meas this one had been
warped in some way the demon explains. The deathless fey are not easy to warp.
One more question then:
"What was the chain of command involved in the shooting of this bullet at us and Gorfel outside Harry's apartment"
Rather than a list of names you get just one, again familiar: Dr. Hans Ulrich Speer, the one your power had marked Bone Digger and Stone Breaker. The fact that he had given the order himself with no links in the chain between himself and the Recap assassin makes you suspect the snippet had always been meant to kill Gorfel, perhaps to claim the bones or out of some wider rivalry within the Thule Society.
Lost 3 Essence-> Now at 9/12
Generally you are in favor of the trash taking itself out, but the fact that the fellow with the modern-sounding Gernam name was giving order to another kind of treacherous immortal leaves you deeply uneasy.
What do you do with the information?
[] [Marcone] Tell him about the spy in his organization (Gain favor with Marcone; the spy is likely executed)
[] [Marcone] Don't say anything, this Rodney guy is just a patsy and does not deserve to die
[] [Marcone] Write in
[] [Winter] Ask Harry if he knows any way to get the information about Licor to Mab
[] [Winter] They can clean up their own mess, the last thing you want to do is hint at the power of the Crown to Mab
[] [Winter] Write in
OOC: The votes are independent of one another since informing Marcone he has a spy is a lot more in the realms of conventional divination than figuring out Lictor from staring at a bullet he once shot. 
