Cole gave Josephine a considering look then dug into her pockets for a small pencil and a business card. Carefully, she inscribed another number on the back and gingerly handed it over.
"Use that. It is a private number and should be secure enough."
"You were wise to call upon our aid," Nefertiti said at last. "Now go. Know that we are looking into this matter. And the matter of the... Society..." Her face crossed into a scowl of displeasure. "Now there are things that I must attend to."
Fatima in tow, Khan simply hobbled away from them. It was a masterful dismissal.
I think here is a good place to wrap. The scenario is laid but it'll take a while to have a noticeable impact. Sound fair?