[i]"No, not for as far as I can remember..."[/i]

Kiara narrowed her eyes and began to slink away once Trixie resolved to open the door and greet the person on the other side. To her, it was obvious that these people were looking for her; it seemed the Imperium just couldn’t let her or the information she possessed walk away freely.

She found herself standing beneath the shattered window from before, this time tensing her body to jump through it or commit any other daring act if need be. Placing one hand into her coat pocket, she waited in anticipation.

At the door, Giltwith smiled politely as the AI greeted him. How and why he had chosen this particular house was actually beyond him, but he figured that it was just Spencer’s intuition rubbing off of him; the tall man in black claimed to have been a detective at one point in time.

“Good evening Ma’m. Apologies for bothering you at this hour, but have you caught witness of a girl with flaming hair? It’s of the utmost importance if you have, by jurisdiction of the Imperium.”