<strong>Silver Bullets and conversations in the dark.</strong><br/><br/>Charlotte continued to discuss matters in the darkness with the tall figure, as Cooper watched on he could see a smaller figure at his its side. This other figure looked more like a child in size. If they were aware of the approach of the man they did nothing and continued to speak, though he would have to gat closer into the shadows if he wanted to hear properly.<br/><br/>Most of the other men had gone back into the house, as the call of more cigars and attractive young maids and brandy was far more enticing now. The doctor found himself offered one of the bullets and he had the choice to return to the warm<br/>of the house or investigate further.<br/><br/>Cooper still only caught snippets but there were perhaps a few more pieces to the puzzle.<br/><br/>“You …be careful Lottie, you… and inspector…” the voice was accented and deep, had he heard it before.<br/><br/>“We …fine…” Charlotte’s voice answered. “You …wounded? Or still fr…before.”<br/>