[hr][hr][center][h3][b][color=silver]🗡️ Megan Pendragon 🗡️[/color][/b][/h3][img]https://i.postimg.cc/yx5CwGGc/giphy.gif[/img][hr][b][color=silver]Location:[/color][/b] the Morgue -> Police Station
[b][color=silver]Skills:[/color][/b] N/A [hr][hr][/center]	She rose an eyebrow, considering what her brother had said. Their John Doe could have been living off the grid or someone was trying to conceal his identity. [color=silver]"I can get an ID on him, I'm certain of it - so that'll help to shed some light,"[/color] she asserted. It wasn't too hard to get fingerprints off a corpse like this and Witchita was a small town - someone was bound to know this stranger. People couldn't just entirely disappear and vanish without a trace, especially the sort whose bodies were found near children's homes. However, as her brother teased her about trying to play detective, Megan couldn't help but roll her eyes. [color=silver]"Ha, ha, ha... Very funny."[/color]

	She followed her brother out of the morgue and into the police station proper, only to run into Jack's partner Isabella. She was sweet, kind, and nauseating in Megan's opinion - as well as boring and predictable. [color=silver]"It's nothing that concerns you, Isabella,"[/color] she told her plainly. [color=silver]"It's family business."[/color] It wasn't a lie. With the mysterious letter and the connection to the orphanage, where both she and Jack had been dropped off what must have been fifteen years ago, it really was family business. She didn't know how Jack felt about it, but she didn't want to involve his partner.