Whitefish River the hamiltons move uptown

Had this been an old slapstick movie and not real life, there'd be a double (maybe triple) take, some sound effects, dramatic music. . . As it was, Verx just gaped at his son when he spoke -- mom's friend?! -- and then as Drago clarified, his face contorted into puzzlement. Red-backed. . .red-backed, red-backed, red-backed --

Um. . .Sanguinus? he asked, brows high. Well, fuck, that wasn't right. Either Dragomir was mistaken, or that son of a bitch was way more sneaky than he could have imagined. Still, he shook his head slowly, gently, frowning. No, that's. . . Drago, he was with us when we were looking for you. Sanguinus. He was around when you disappeared. It couldn't have been him.

Right? Still, he oughta have a talk with Aure about the company she kept. Not that his friends were any better, buuuut. . .

But the wolf looked like Sanguinus? Vercingetorix added. If so, that was a pretty damn good clue. Red backs weren't all that common, or so he thought.