Megan was depending on me. I needed to see if I could figure out where she was as soon as possible.For the next three hours, I drove around the city, ...topping at drain entrances relatively close to each of the houses marked on the FBI maps, and taking samples, to see what I could find using my portable chromatograph. I made sure the manhole covers I chose were far enough away from the houses that I wouldn't be seen. This would give me the chance to move closer to the houses if I found anything.. There. Does that help you, young man?”“No, sorry.”“Ah. And now?”“Yes, that worked, though the rest of you are almost painfully bright as well.” Markee told her as he cautiously removed his hand from his eyes and looked toward the group. And gaped.“I’m curious as to what you did just now.” Yazadril said to Alilia.“You are always curious.” Alilia stated, and actually showed a small smile. “First I cast Battle Shield, a blocking spell. It forms a sphere about me that protects me from magical. "But I promise that I'll make certain you're in a good home and I'll make sure you're happy. And if you'll let me, I would be happy to be a part of your life."I could tell that she didn't like that answer. But she didn't say anything. Not about that anyway. She asked, "What are you going to do to my parents? What could you possibly do that will make up for the terrible things that they've done?"I looked at her for a moment, wondering if I should tell her. If they realized that when I'm through. Carefully I took in the smell, but to my surprise couldnt smell almost nothing at all. I would have expected something like the odor of a public toilet but there was nothing like it. It almost had no smell at all. As I licked my finger carefully I realized that there even was no taste at all. There was a kind of saltiness, maybe something undefinable organic. Not so bad I thought to myself. Not really tasty but also not disgusting. From behind me I heard the sound of Jared clearing his throat..