As the last passenger arrived in the car, Zaara looked at him curiously, though it was no surprise he was a white male. She stuck out like a sore thumb and despite having gotten mostly used to it, her stomach tightened. She breathed a long breath out through her nose and then simply nodded when Alexander introduced himself. He was a well known detective in the area, though she was curiously why that made him special. 

After a while of the car speeding through traffic, they arrived at the most expansive manor she had ever seen. It was dark, though lit with candles and the like on the outside. Every detail was perfectly thought out. Zaara remained silent as she took in the architecture. A small smile crossed her lips though something felt strange inside the gates. 

After a few moments they were lead inside to a drafting room, and she wandered about for a moment looking at all of the different items. Some of the things looked familiar form her homeland, others not so much. She squinted in the dim light and looked over to Jinx. She had taken her jacket off, though wore a form fitting black dress with long sleeves. She was just as beautiful as she remembered. Though something was very different. Everything about this entire situation was different though, so that wasn’t saying much. Finally Zaara sat down on one of the empty couches, and waited.