Damn it! Tig scowled at the now empty garden and might've lobbed something angrily had anything been to hand aside from her wand. Unlike the last time he'd disapparated this time he seemed to have chosen a destination beyond her range of sight. He probably hadn't left the property or at least had only done so briefly because he was still expected to be present but she had a feeling he wouldn't make it easy for her to catch him alone before she went back home.
Bastard.
Bastard.
