Deals without Wheels?

The Council Macabre gains a new group. Due to a misunderstanding by various Urathan kin, Lethbridges more hairy community Dave Gorman and the tortured Urathan artist John Stewart met with Gregor Rastanavic at his business known as The Witching Hour. Gregors attempts to cover up the incompetent disposal of a body by the ex-Invictus Kyle Ramvana caused the two cultures to clash. This was further complicated by Zamiel one of Gregors Ordo Dracul Haunts spotting the arrival of a Bohagande riding his luck. Dr Stephen Reines was his name a collector of rare antiquities, Tomb robber to those of a less gracious favour. He had been run out of Sheffield for being a bit too good at Blackjack and Roulette. The local kindred showed their collective displeasure and Dr Reines relocated. Gregor wished him removed but has seen a possibilty for distracting his rivals in the Lancea Sanctum who had been sheltering the kin of the Uratha from his bullish ghouls ministrations. In Stewart he saw a chance to decorate his place in a manner befitting the usual custom. No human could delve so deep as to show true inner torment and no vampire had the creative spark necessary. Only the alienation of an Urathan would do. As luck would have it, apparently more common this luck thing since Reines appearance, Reines was in the company of the Urathans killing two problems with one stone. A little bit of manipulation and the artist was primed. The masquerade was preserved with the foresite of Gorman or Council member Dave as he is now known much to the displeasure of the Invictus and the Sanctified. The city Urathan have a say and means that the two races are less likely to clash. Well thats the plan anyway. The Bohagande is in the city and somewhat better off, at least until he finds the Casino known as Fools Gambit. The Wolf kin Hacker known as Moorish and the over enthusiastic dentist to Wolf kin lie in the side nave of the Cathedral unaware of how their bacon is no longer sizzling. The body of Franklin Smith, Kyle Ramvana's screw up and would be mugger, now is a pile of ash while his wife rots as an apparent suicide in her tower block squalor her body overflowing with anti-depressants and cheap blended whisky. Did she choose too kill herself not able to bear widowhood or did someone darker push it on her? Throughout all this Leonard Hopkins lies in his cell expounding on his innocence regarding the brutal axe murder of his entire family at his pub, "The George and Dragon", despite the evidence. Does the fact that something similar happened in 1955 have any bearing on the facts or is he really so evil as to be able to sleep so well that he is pulled from his own bed while his family still lie bleeding? Will anyone care enough to look into it or will he just serve life for a crime he may not have committed? Lethbridge has made up its mind but is his guilt that certain. Time and maybe luck will tell!