A little more than an hour had passed since Jeanne had given the order for the boy and his mutt to be brought to her. She paced her office back slowly occasionally glancing out the window to see if anyone had returned. If there was one thing in this God forsaken world that royally pissed her off it was incompetence. This might have been a big city but how long did it take to find two individuals, being the nicest thing she could think to call them, who stood out so obviously? It was outright infuriating. She felt like taking it out on someone or something but was able to prevent that from happening by treating herself to a smoke. After opening the window to let the cool night air sweep into the room, she leaned against the frame, blowing smoke outside. For awhile she seemed to be in a bit of a trance.<br/><br/>Ike, the butler, stood silently in the corner wondering if she was going to start yelling at him again. He fiddled with his tie as he struggled to find something to say. She was probably going to send him off to go do something as soon as the people he had contacted arrived with the boy. Assuming that they had actually found the boy, because if they did not he knew she was going to beat him again. So far he has survived her abuse but that was only going to last for so long. He was growing tired of this place and what it has turned him into. One of these days he was going to find another job, even though he knew he would not get the paycheck he does for working with the Devilâ€™s daughter. For now he would just keep to himself and follow whatever orders were tossed at him.<br/><br/>â€œFinally.â€ Jeanne said suddenly, moving away from the window. She had immediately recognized the vehicle and went out to meet them. They usually used the same vehicle whenever they were sweeping someone off the streets. â€œYou,â€ she looked over her shoulder to the butler, â€œCome with me.â€ Not having much of a choice in the matter, Ike followed Jeanne outside.<br/><br/>The two of them watched as the boy and his mutt were dragged onto the grass. With a careful eye she examined them, walking around their sleeping forms slowly and noted that they were covered in blood. Her brow furrowed as she wondered what could have happened. If they had caused a scene then it might not end well for them or her for that matter. Her enemies might have seen everything, and if that was the case she would have to make sure that things were dealt with accordingly. Maybe the stray boy and his mutt would need to be put down. After all, the boy seemed as animalistic as that mutt so perhaps they needed to be euthanized. She almost had to chuckle at her own humor, wondering if the boy would find it funny as well once he woke up. If they woke up, the boys had done a number on them.<br/><br/>Maybe the kennels would be kind to them. The other dogs did not take kindly to strangers but they liked animals. Whether or not the boy and his wolf survived the rest of the night would seal what she would ultimately do with them later on. Well, at least the boy, what he had done had definitely interested her and she wished to utilize it in some way. A weapon against her enemiesâ€¦ that would be interesting. She could care less about the wolf as she had enough dogs to keep her entertained. There were a total of five dogs in the current pack; two boxers, a golden retriever, and two huskies that belonged to her father, which she took care of like they were her children. She wondered how they would all get along. Would they all kill each other or would they all turn out to be friends?<br/><br/>â€œAt least they are in one piece. Put them in the kennels out back. If they want to be animals, then they will be treated as such.â€ Jeanne said with a smirk. The men did as they were told and she went back inside, motioning for the butler to follow her. â€œI want you to keep an eye on them. Make sure that they other dogs donâ€™t try to hurt the boy.â€<br/><br/>â€œWhat about the wolf?â€ Ike asked.<br/><br/>â€œI donâ€™t care what happens to the wolf. I just want the boy.â€ Came her reply, an impish smirk on her face. What exactly was she planning to do with the boy? It was clear that the boy possessed some kind of power; perhaps that was the reason that she was so hell bent on having him hunted down.<br/><br/>â€œI-is there anything I can do for you, before you head in for the n-night?â€<br/><br/>Jeanne spun on her heels and looked the butler in the eye, â€œYou can get out of my sight and do what youâ€™re told. Unless youâ€™re somehow unable to do a simple task and need me to babysit you.â€ He shook his head, she smiled again. â€œGood.â€  With that she left the butler to his duties and went to her room. Some days she contemplates hiring a new butler seeing as that one doesnâ€™t seem so bright. He got paid fairly well, but then again she was a fool for expecting to get what she was paying for. Or rather, what her father was paying for as he was the one who hired the fool. If and when something better comes around she was not going to hesitate to fire that idiot. She really needed to bring in someone who was capable of doing simple tasks, and who was not as shady either.<br/><br/>The minute she entered her bedroom she changed into her pajamas and flopped on her giant queen sized bed. She grabbed a pillow to cuddle with, rolling onto her side. This night had been an interesting night that both pissed her off and intrigued her. She could not wait to see what the morning had in store for her.