Threnody sipped her coffee as she listened to the others' protests and questions, not adding to the chorus herself. She'd already decided she was in, as soon as she had half an inkling of what 'the Agency' was about. She was tired of dealing with penny-ante hauntings. She wanted to use her skills on something real, something meaningful... something challenging.<br/><br/>Threnody's brow furrowed, looking at the picture. Her pulse picked up.<em>Well, this is certainly a step up from poltergeists... </em><br/><br/>"We need to know what killed this girl and why. Any questions?"<br/><br/>Threnody, expecting the others to renew their questions about the Agency rather than their case, was quick to jump in. "Do we know who she is yet? And has anyone else been reported missing in the area?"