Jack smiled at Frederick.
- Oh, they brought a dog on a leash, huh, okay, don't bite, not all people here like the look of blood, he-he. Not right now at least, - he added.
Nines turned to Kennedy.
- Well, if you didn't do it, and we didn't do it, - he shook his shoulders, - by the way are you sure it's not someone of yours? I checked just recently with my people. None yet caught my attention as a suspect. More of that. We removed a pack or at least a part of a pack of Sabbat a few nights ago. Do you know anything about that?
- See? We already helped you, - Jack added, - but frankly, sitting and laughing is way most of what I do lately. Pity I'm not that fond of popcorn any more.