Misty thought about what Rowan had said as the sound of people upstairs filtered down to them in the basement. Crime scene techs in hazmat gear descended the steps and started the process as she backed away, closer to Rowan and Jake.<br/><br/>"Was anything like this...the attacks...happening in-country? You said Luke came home sick," she said, her brain trying to puzzle out any connection or explanation. One of the techs bumped into her, and she tilted her head towards the stairwell.<br/><br/>"We should probably get out of their way. I see a mountain of paperwork in my immediate future, but I'll do what I can to track down this sister you mentioned," she said as Jake led the way up the steps. Misty followed behind him, and Rowan brought up the rear. At the top, Sam sat patiently waiting for her owner. Misty patted her on the head as she passed, and earned a polite tail wag.<br/><br/>"I'll make sure I leave a contact number that you can call if anyone recalls any details they feel might be relevant, but for now, is there anything else? Besides Luke's illness? Anything out of the norm? Something's connecting all this. I just need to find the thread," she said, brows furrowed together.