<strong>Julie-Anna Crane</strong><br/>Known; Head Sparrow<br/><br/>A look of sadness, even disdain, crossed the woman's features as the man explained his situation. Her head shook as she listened. "Well, we had many visitors over the last few weeks, but... Give me one moment," she looked as if she had remembered something, shuffling behind a desk to search through a file cabinet that could not be seen. After a few moments, she came across a name.<em>There she is. Given to Muriel and not a drop of blood left in sight. What a perfect little angel.</em>"Here we go!" Julie-Anna moved to stand beside the man, showing a photo of his sister in front of one of the town's buildings, smiling brightly.<br/><br/>"I do recall her, though I could have sworn she left with her friend and some nice young men. However, I understand the situation," looking to a secretary with curly blonde hair, "Diane, would you be a doll and call up the Sheriff's office real quick? Make sure to give him all the information we have." The secretary nodded beforing picking up an old receiver. Her conversation was almost audible, the luitenant on the other line muffled against her head. A few moments passed before she hung up, turning to the two.<br/><br/>"The Sheriff and a Deputy will arrive tomorrow morning. He is on a case at the moment, but will make his way up the mountains sometime tonight. He has also agreed to search the missing person's files and county records."<br/><br/>With a kind smile, the Sparrow turned back to the handsome young man. "Well, it looks like you're stuck with us for now," she joked. It was strange how the woman could keep up this perfect little facade on her face, actions, and even deep into her eyes, not betraying the true thoughts beneath. "Of course, our little Inn down the road will offer you a bed and food during your investigation, free of charge because of the predicament you are in. And you are more than welcome to speak with all the townspeople; they are very friendly and would love to be of assistance."<br/><br/>It was obvious to the secretary what had to be done the second the tall, dark Spaniard left. Everyone would swiftly be notified that they are to tell the man all they knew- in the proper respects. Julie-Anna walked to the door, her features swaying slightly with each step. A glance out the glass panes before she looked to him once more, "Is there anything else I may help you with, dear?"