There are several people out in this suburb tonight. People walking dogs, babies in strollers, people jogging in shorts too small for them...they even pass one oddball in camoflauge, but instead of military patches, it states Neighborhood Watchdog- Takin' a Bite Out of Crime. He looks over both of you with a rather stern expression, but says nothing until you pass him by, at which time you hear him mutter something under his breath about "Damn teenagers."
After some time, Joshua and Sable arrive at the address for Miss Lawney. It's a nice house, which you'd expect from someone charging so much. There's no lights on; no porch light, no lights through the window, nothing.