Observation

[Atropha]

"Well then relay it to the General, would you."

[Hellsmith]

"Oh, he most certainly knows."

[Atropha]

"Very well then."

[Hellsmith]

"Meanwhile, do enjoy your stay, eh?"

[Atropha]

"I shall try my best." she says, putting on her best fake smile.

[Hellsmith]

"There's a good girl."'

The speaker cut out, but given the circumstances it was difficult to tell whether Hellsmith was ever truly "gone."

[Atropha]

Welcome to jail. I sure hope this'll be worth putting up with possibly possessed beds.

Atropha glances at her little black book before getting up to pick up her pen again. Lighting a cigarette she skips towards the end and begins to write in some long forgotten language, adding to a list of names, some of which are crossed out.

Nick Croyden, dangerous but gullible. Not worth bothering to try and win him over.

Rick Ferguson, harmless but possibly quite useful as Croyden won't oppose his orders. I'll need him to keep that little pest off my back.

Deirdre Quinn, the real threat here are not the jailors but the jail itself. I will have to find her physical location or distract her when the time comes or this will be for naught. Maybe if they follow up on my lead Sara will catch wind of it and become nervous. Probably my best hope to distract a building.