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[hr][i][color=gray]Quill St. Sebastien's Office -> On the Way to Raven's Rest[/color][/i]
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[quote=Quill][color=ba576c]"All right Ms. Adel. I will accept the case.”[/color][/quote]

A quiet air of relief hung around the black-clad woman. Lorenza could sense Quill's hesitation, but a deposit seemed to have washed those hesitancies away. Regardless of Quill's reasoning, Lorenza felt the sweet satisfaction of having a new case successfully opened. She was hopeful this would, [i]eventually[/i], put her face to face with the [i]problem[/i] plaguing her family.

[quote=Quill][color=ba576c]“I'll see about speaking to Mr. Ingram first and report back to you on what I find. Once that is done we can plan next steps together. I will note that this could get...interesting. If things go sideways well...it would be best if you were able to handle yourself. I trust you can, but I need to make the warning regardless.”[/color][/quote]

There was a subtle shift beneath the black parasol - a nod. [color=916BB4][b]”I appreciate your concern. I will be able to take care of myself if and when it comes down to it.”[/b][/color]

[quote=Quill][color=ba576c]“Was there anything else I should note before I get started?"[/color][/quote]

A slight pause, before Lorenza gave a small nod from under the parasol again. [color=916BB4][b]”Yes. Though I doubt it will change your feelings on taking up my case, it should be mentioned that the [i]persons[/i] you will be looking into for me… Well, they're vampires.

“As for what is causing them to encroach…”[/b][/color] A light, melodious giggle. [color=916BB4][b]”I haven't the faintest clue.”[/b][/color]

Lorenza stood, approaching Quill's desk. There was a delicate snap of firm paper, and Lorenza moved her hand back, revealing a business card placed on the wood. [color=916BB4][b]”My contact details.”[/b][/color]

Interestingly enough, along with a phone number and an address, the business card, in embossed gold, claimed Lorenza was a ‘consultant.’

Lorenza's heels clicked along the floor as she made for the door. A hand on the handle, the parasol spun as she turned back briefly. The sound of a smile had returned to her voice. 

[color=916BB4][b]”I look forward to hearing from you, Miss Sebastien. Good luck.”[/b][/color]

And with that, Lorenza stepped outside, shutting the door softly behind her.

If Quill were to do a basic search of ‘Lorenza Adel’, she would find a website sporting consulting services for disenchanted individuals dealing with… well, it was a long list, mainly including mental health conditions such as anxiety, and an overburden of pain, both physical and mental. Glowing testimonials lined the footer of the website, assuring Lorenza's [i]techniques[/i] were a cure-all.

A deeper dive, one that went well beyond a standard Google search, would reveal that her family simply came into existence ten years ago. There was a car purchase under her name, along with detailing that was technically illegal - 100% black-tinted windows. However, thankfully enough, there wasn't a record of Lorenza having any issue with the police.

***

On the street outside of Quill's office, a black car waited. Upon seeing her, the engine revved up. As Lorenza made her approach, however, a notification broke out from her phone. Having her wifi hotspot on, and her phone's profile connected to the one at her Southside manor, it was easy enough to keep in touch with MFF’s broadcastings. Pulling it out from her pocket, Lorenza's brows furrowed delicately at the notification.

[code]EMERGENCY ALERT - Raven's Rest

This is an emergency services notice of a hazardous chemical spill near Raven's Rest...brought to you by MFF Industries…[/code]

A delicate, condescending smirk played on her lips, hidden under the parasol. Ah, Mr. Foster. Or, as her family better knew the man as, the Devil of Southside. She still remembered the day she got her hands on one of MFF's lucky charms, and discovered the Orange Lux workings behind it. Clever, but subtle. What else had the company hid?

Placing her cousins in poinginet places over the years, her father had deduced that MFF was yet another company full of selfish corporate interest. 

So, seeing the notification, it immediately piqued Lorenza's curiosity. What had MFF come across, where they had let everyone know “out of the goodness of their heart” to stay indoors and away…?

She had to see for herself. Perhaps she could uncover more, as she waited for Quill to complete her task.

As Lorenza sat in the backseat of the car, the driver, a thrall of hers and trusted in the family, looked at her through the rearview.

[b]“Everything alright, Miss Adel?”[/b]

Lorenza folded her parasol and tucked it away in the relative darkness of the car, red rose highlighting her painted eyes and soft lips as she looked up, and smiled.

[color=916BB4][b]”Everything is fine, Deven. However, there is something I must see at Raven's Rest. Time is of the essence, please be as quick as possible.”[/b][/color]

With a nod, the thrall screeched out of the parking stall and took off, headed out of the city.