“Have you seen this werewolf for yourself?” asked Moriarty.
“Yes ma'am,” said Raffles, “well, it was in human form at the time. A little man called Watson or something.”
“In human form? So you haven't actually seen the wolf in the flesh? Seen it for yourself?”
“No,” I said, “but Elsie saw it, she told us about it, and then she killed herself. The Holmes Boys are up to something, they're getting their power from somewhere, and it isn't all simply bravado.”
“Oh, I have no doubt of that,” said Moriarty, “and please, don't misunderstand me. I did not mean to sound as if I was doubting your word or your judgement. There is certainly a threat, and a threat that I shall investigate on your behalf and free-of-charge, one vampire to another and as a personal service to Miss Adler, but try not t
