The vampire was certainly haughty-looking with her wine glass and her crossed legs and those unnerving red eyes. She didn't immediately speak, making the Enforcer wait perhaps a second too long before she finally answered. Morgan resisted the urge to speak, biting down hard on her tongue to keep her mouth from opening. Perhaps it had been too much to hope that this club owner would simply be able to identify a vampire who'd freshly fed on a human and killed said human. A long sigh left her nostrils as she forced herself to calm down. Just because this vampire didn't know didn't mean she couldn't know<i>later. </i><br/><br/>Gray eyes stared back into red as the vampire woman leaned forward in her chair. Morgan almost scoffed, but once again held back. Really, some of her more impulsive reactions were going to get her into trouble one day. Of course she knew what the club was, but not every vampiric establishment had such rules. There were always some places hiding in dark corners where vampires fed on humans too addicted to the rush to do anything about it. The Coven was certainly more upscale than that, but one could never be too careful.<i>Says the Enforcer who ran in here without weapons, </i>she reminded herself.<br/><br/>The vampire was speaking again, talking about how it would be impossible to identify the body based on what little Morgan knew of it. There were plenty of girls even outside the club that fit that description, but it wasn't as if Morgan could just ask the dead girl who she was. She nodded, making a mental note to check around the area just in case there were any forgotten belongings. Hopefully, Elias wasn't back with the Commander yet. The Enforcer headquarters were a decent distance away from where the body was, and with any luck, she'd make it back before anyone knew she was gone.<br/><br/><i>Carpe Noctem </i>caught her ears, and she nearly stiffened at the name. Now<i>that </i>group she was familiar with. Every Enforcer had to have some knowledge on one of the most well known vampire groups in Onyxport. They were dangerous, even for a group of well trained Enforcers. They were quick and often silent, and while they didn't go on killing sprees, normal folk tended to blame them for any rumored deaths. Whether or not it was true was not something Morgan could have spoken on, but she couldn't focus on it. The vampire was surprisingly being helpful, and the Enforcer couldn't pass up the opportunity to build some level of trust between the night creatures and the police force.<br/><br/>"I see. We're hoping to identify the girl as soon as possible. If it is indeed one of your patrons, I'll be sure to inform you." She hoped it wasn't, because it meant she wouldn't have to come back any time soon, if ever. "Thank you for your cooperation. The Enforcers will resolve this problem any way we can. If you happen upon anything, there are always Enforcers working during the night, such as myself." She didn't know why she was offering herself forward, since the less she dealt with vampires, the better.<br/><br/>"If that's all, I'll leave you to your business." She took a cautious step back, only slightly afraid that the vampire might think it disrespectful if she just walked out.