"The Night Council has budget for this sort of work. I don't mind making them spend it."

His lips flick in playful amusement for a moment, because he does take a little satisfaction in that, then he sobers again.

"Just send me your rates. So far none of our leads have recognised Silverton from any covens or factions, but if it's a stage hand or assistant we might be waiting on whoever I persuade to travel up. I'll let you know what they find. Obviously we'd prefer this not to turn into a spectacle, but..." He tilts his head slightly. "If it gets out of hand just let us know as soon as you can and we can pull resources in your direction. We're not aiming to kill anyone here, not if we can help it."