*Lupo*
I wait impatiently in the foyer of a relatively modest townhome while the butler fetches the owners. I can hardly fathom that I am here when I need to see to my business. Hearing the footsteps of more than one person, I tense. I want to make this visit as short as possible.
Doctor extraordinaire Bill Grimley exits a hallway, his wife at his side, her face etched with concern.
"Is it Riverdale?" She asks, clearly worried. "Has he been hurt?"
I know she is really asking if he is dead. The former Luna of Riverdale is no doubt well aware that her son is not always cautious when it comes to his partaking of sin. On more than one occasion I have wondered if his goal is to acquire an early grave. As Riverdale frequents my world, it stands to reason I would be the one to deliver the unw
