She pursed her lips a little bit and shrugged. "To bad. If you can get anything of the victim's from the police that could go missing from evidence for a night, that could prove very fruitful. I am the master of our clan discipline in the area, if you catch my meaning." She had no doubt Simone would.
Quinn took the business card and put it in the pocket of her slacks.
She nodded about others in the area. "Yes. Maeve is in the area. She is a Mehket of a notable distinction in our clan. She has blue hair, kinda hard to miss. Dresses in classic punk style." She said with a slight chuckle.