[hr][hr][center][h1][color=#00ccff]Cecily Ashworth[/color][/h1][img]http://68.media.tumblr.com/e3b976807eb22e79060c395b7da8f32d/tumblr_mqr81zwj9D1qf1aoao9_r1_250.gif[/img][hr]Location: the Morgue[/center][hr][hr]Cecily listened to Caesar before putting in the call to Riley. Her passport was back at the Boston Heights, locked away securely in a safe. She didn't tend to keep it on her, finding that a Starbucks card had a lot more practical use--and the odds of it being stolen were far slimmer. But at the same time, she was skeptical that returning to the Boston Heights would be safe. If they had identified Caesar and her as the trespassers, wouldn't the Boston Heights be the first place they'd look for them? And then, even if they did cross with passports successfully, wouldn't a national organization like Juno get tipped off at the border?

Yet at the same time, Cecily knew comparatively very little about the proper protocols and precautions. She had never been in a situation like this before--the sort of situation that she guessed Roy and Caesar were experts at handling. If they told her to do something, she'd do it. It had kept her alive thus far. She stepped off slightly away from the rest of the group, pulling out her phone, as she quickly dialed Riley's number. 

[color=00ccff]"Riley? It's Cecily. Can you get me in touch with Agent Tinder? It's urgent."[/color]