"Got it."
Walking over to the table, Ebony opened the window. Her table was placed near the biggest window due to her ability. In any case, she didn't want the room to be filled with feathers and insects. She put on her headphone and sat on the window seal.
Feeling the slight breeze ruffling her hair, she carefully listened to the chirping of birds. Birds had quite different formation of brain, and almost absurd way of communication. So translating their languages to that of humans' was quite a work. Ebony concentrated on the sparse words of the birds. They were telling her the route of the machine, moving from the West Avenue to the South...
"Found it. The foremost and initial place this coffee machine was located is a deserted building in the outskirt of the city,"
Ebony abruptly stopped at a small cockroach tapping her feet. Her face soon crumpled. Not from coackroach, but from what it said.
"There are bunch of kids in rags and dirt in the sawer under the building. I don't know if they are imprisoned or not, but one thing is sure. They need help. Marcus, I think we have a job."
Taking off the headphone, Ebony turned to the rest of them.