Really, she was mad. But she was a madwoman on his side, and he was pleased she was there. It would have been over far too soon if she hadn't been. The son appeared to be away, as well, as there were only two glasses on the table.
Flicking his wand, he disarmed his boss, who was scrambling toward his wife, rotund belly sliding along the floor. Xavier kicked the door shut behind him. It creaked, half of it falling outward.
"Now now, McGavin, that's not the way to greet an employee. I think I'll have to report your behavior to the Minister," he snarled, reaching up and taking off his mask. His movement attracted the attention of Herbert, and he smirked as recognition flared. "You should have retired years ago, McGavin!"
He murmured and his boss was flung against the wall, breath knocked out of him. He grinned. He wouldn't have as much time tonight, unfortunately, but the end justified the means.