"They've sectioned off that part of the city for a reason, Charity," Senator Marche told her chief-of-staff.
Charity gave her boss a weak smile and pulled her curly hair back. She looked in the mirror; her hair was caught somewhere between a ponytail and an afro. She slipped on her fitted leather jacket, making sure that the inside pockets were aligned with as many potions as possible. She attached a silver pendant to the chain around her neck, and silently went over her checklist.
"Charity, are you listening to me?" Senator Marche asked. "They've have the National Guard's Mage Division containing the area. Even most reporters haven't ventured in."
"Those reporters don't have children there, ma'am. I'm going to make sure my son is safe," Charity responded.
"You know he's safe. He's strong, your son. Sahir wouldn't let anything happen to him. He's the leader of the Northeastern pack."
"Which why I must go. If Sahir is killed, Dani is next in line to be leader of the pack. He'll become a target. I can't let that happen."
"Pray the Goddess will watch down on you tonight."
"Thank you, ma'am."
"Be careful out there. Remember, we almost lost Faith, and we had to abandon Hope on the way in."
Opening: Xiexie.....Continuation: ril