When Alaric returned to the Black Shadows Manor, his body was drenched, as if he had swum in his work clothes.
Wilma rushed towards him with a towel to dry him off, but he slowly pushed her hand away and made his way upstairs, his face dark and furious.
"What happened? Who could have offended him like this?" Wilma asked Ian, worried.
"You should try to comfort Mr. Bloodhowl if you get the chance. One could say he's been taken for a ride."
"What?!" Wilma exclaimed, shocked. "He's so intelligent. How could he fall for a scam? Did you call the police?"
Ian sighed. "No, it's not a matter of fraud in the usual sense. It's... complicated. And let's just say Mr. Bloodhowl met someone who could match him."
Wilma shook her head, confused. "I told him to download an anti-fraud ap
