[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] Orphanage 
[b][color=silver]Skills:[/color][/b] N/A [hr][hr][/center]	Megan slipped the photo of Isabella into her pocket, knowing that she would be there soon enough with her brother. She had to imagine one of the factors as to why Jack chose to ride with her was that Isabella was attractive - and Megan supposed that she could understand it on one level, but she had always gone more for personality and intensity of will over looks anyways. Her eyes flickered to the kids running through the lobby. It felt like a thousand years ago that she had been in this same lobby, attempting to coax a spider into her hand so she could release the poor trapped creature outside. Megan almost felt like she was in a trance as she felt someone tap her on the shoulder and she turned. 

	She vaguely remembered her - this woman must have been working there around the time Megan was dropped off and later adopted. Had she just entered an emotional labyrinth? [color=silver]"Yes, I'm Dr. Pendragon with the Witchita Medical Examiner's Office... I'm here about the body,"[/color] she explained, her tone cool and steady. There was a part of her that wanted to mention the letter, but she wasn't about to show her hand there just yet. If she and her brother had both gotten letters, then this old lady could easily have been the one to send them out. [color=silver]"Could you take me to where it was found, please?"[/color]