Vitus had been against the whole thing, but after a round of phone calls, it was said that Sombreta agreed that Jack must be questioned for the good of the Circle. Vitus tried to argue that he should be the one to take Jack to the Dragomir estate, but again, word was that Vitus was too kindly and would probably coach the boy, so his testimony would be unreliable.
     Demetri walked Jack to his car in silence, Jack with the cold expression of a robot-wolf. Demy was formulating what words he could possibly manage to try to diffuse this nightmare, when Francesca jogged up beside him.
     "You might be less kindly than Vitus, but... well you know," she said, shrugging.
The two of them sat in the front, Jack seated himself in the back like a resigned prisoner.
     Demy started to speak, "I know it's--"
     Francesca gave him a sharp look. "Better not."
He sighed as he started the car, "Just as well. I'm sure he wouldn't hear any of it anyway."
They drove along in silence for a few minutes. Jack stared at his knees with a shell shocked expression.
     "What horror does the old man have planned?" Demetri whispered to Francesca, too low for even the vampire in the back to hear.
     "Something about bicycle spokes. I don't know..."
Demetri cringed.