"Everyone is," she said, "so we know how to deal with any situation that arises." Morgan had seen the file that spoke about her, though hers was more lengthy than just "human Enforcer." She had taken tests and had been screened by professionals who monitored her behavior and way of thinking, so no one could consider her a loose cannon. It wasn't like the Enforcers just hired anyone off the streets; it took time to train and be considered for the ranks. Even though she had lied to even<i>be </i>considered, that no longer had an impact on what she was capable of. She had proven herself just as much as anyone else, but if she could catch this killer almost by herself... well, there would be talk about her for years to come, to say the least. Not that she was a fan of lots of attention, but she would certainly be promoted.<br/><br/>Alex continued to speak, and Morgan gave her a nod. In the end, it was not up to the Enforcer, unless the victim couldn't speak for themselves. Alex was surely a capable woman, and if she didn't want anyone to know, it was not Morgan's place to agree or disagree. She flipped open the notebook long enough to scribble a note at the bottom of the page, ensuring that she would remember to look up Alex but stay away from her single family member.<br/><br/>As Morgan closed the notebook, Lydia spoke up again, urging her to stick around for just a little while longer. The Enforcer, however, was tired. She'd held Lydia by gunpoint, saw the aftermath of a human turning into a vampire, and had been yelled at by her partner about safety. It had all been a very troublesome set of hours, but her sense of duty reminded her that the killer wasn't going to sleep. If he was a vampire (no human would drink blood), then he wouldn't rest until he got what he wanted.<br/><br/><i>Rather annoying to be a human sometimes, isn't it? </i>If she was like Lydia and Alex, she wouldn't need to sustain herself with pesky things like water, food, or sleep. But that was another train of thought entirely, one she refused to really dwell on. She was perfectly fine as she was; there was no need to wish for something like vampirism.<br/><br/>"I suppose I can. But the Commander still has to be aware of a threat like this." It didn't seem like she was going to budge. "I can trust him to make good decisions, and if I ask him to put me on this case, we should be able to keep panic from spreading." If everyone in Onyxport was aware of a malicious, vampiric killer, he would either grow bold or he would escape. And no one wanted that. "He'll know how to better prepare to face something like the killer in the future as well." She didn't mention how the Commander had taken down vampire smuggling rings or illegal feeding dumps and how those deeds had gotten him his current title. If Elias didn't like vampires, then the Commander certainly hated them. In fact, most of the Enforcers had an automatic dislike for anything that wasn't human except for herself.<br/><br/><i>Maybe it's better to keep it to myself,</i>she thought, but that would be going against protocol. Besides that, the Commander was already aware of Helena's murder, and no good would come from keeping a second attempted murder from him. He had a way of finding these things out anyway.<br/><br/>"I shouldn't stay too much longer, regardless of who I talk to," she commented. She seemed convinced enough to remain for a little while longer, since it was important to talk to more people who might have seen Helena. "For the Petrini family's sake anyway. Her mother has come by twice to see if we've found out anything new about who might have killed her."