It's been a day or so since your date with Siobhan and one of Madame L'Infer's people reached out to request that you visit. No details about the visit were provided. What time of day did you arrive? How are you dressed?
You're escorted quickly into the same conference room as before. Siobhan isn't in the lounge when you pass by. The employee offers to get you some water, perhaps a pastry if you like.
Madame L'Infer arrives moments later. She enters the room briskly wearing a dark black silk pantsuit with a crimson tie. Under her left arm is an iPad Air, which she sits on the table face down. She sits down and engages in some polite small talk as your waters arrive. After a sip, she begins speaking, "Miss Claremont, thank you for coming. I have a matter I cannot personally attend to that I'd like you to handle for me. I anticipate your skills are well suited for this problem." She flips over her iPad Air and cues up a program, still talking, "Mr. Andrews is one of my newest employees. His cousin Nathan lives in Grosse Pointe, and something unnatural has likely happened to him. According to Mr. Andrews, Nathan had always been sickly, but he's recently packed on a good deal of muscle and become very aggressive. One might dismiss this as a young man getting healthy, but Nathan is in his thirties, and the changes are startling. I anticipate involvement by one of my enemies among the undead, or perhaps right in your wheelhouse. A barter of humanity for power, something like that. Can you look into this for me? If you do, I will consider our Debt settled, and I will pay your expenses, plus a stipend for your expertise."
She shows you the pictures of Nathan, one obviously "before", a man barely pushing one forty, then "after", a behemoth with muscles, popped veins, and a grimace of aggression.