Sir Baldwin was seated at the head of the table in the appointed Meeting Room at Nox. Before him were three manila folders. Each contained a set of the information that he had put together. Documents, pictures, receipts - everything that Spinoza had managed to put together in copy form for his new potential team members. He had called in the Domain's new Harpy, Velma Star , and Aileen MacFarlane. He did not know Ms. MacFarlane, but if the Seneschal trusted her, then Baldwin would at least give her a chance to demonstrate the traits which had generated such faith from Villiers.
How a business investigation had become the territory of a Knight of the Thorned Wreath was beyond him, but even Kindred needed to adapt to survive. Enemies were no longer faced on open battlefields. No, they were fought in boardrooms and back alleys, with weapons varying from a computer to a pen to a knife.
This is why, for the plan to come together, he needed the right people. This would be a start.
The Nosferatu awaited the ladies patiently, his fingers folded into a latticework before him on the polished table.