Lucius smirked, pleased himself with what he had accomplished. It had been hard work. Not that he would ever say so out loud of course. He chuckled at the words of Dolohov.
'And to think Dolohov was one of us,' he said with distaste. 'A disgrace to abandon our ways like that.' He smirked. 'But we can at least now restore things to the way they were.'
'So what is our next target?' he asked, leaning back in his seat. 'I'm sure you have some visions of where to go from here.'