<div class="floatright">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/4/42/BreeDanielsFace.JPG)<br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Fiona Fontaine - Hunter</div><div class="spoiler_body"><table class="bbc_table"><tbody><tr><td>Faint:</td><td>☐</td><td></td></tr><tr><td>Serious:</td><td>☐</td><td>☐</td></tr><tr><td>Critical:</td><td>☐</td><td>☐</td></tr></tbody></table><br/><table class="bbc_table"><tbody><tr><td>Corruption:</td><td>☐ ☐ ☐ ☐ ☐</td></tr></tbody></table></div></div></div><br/><br/>Fiona gave Frank a simple nod of understanding, soaking it all in.  In a movie, she'd be played by a charismatic actress who'd be good at cracking jokes, but Fiona had been too busy actually learning how to field strip a rifle rather than making friends and socialization.  "Ice Queen" was a good first impression, but those who got to know her or were better at reading people showed how she was just more used to getting to business than in chatting about the weather or talking about sitcoms.<br/><br/>She waited to let Taryn make her phone call, but gave her own thoughts after that.  "Here's what I'm thinking," she said loudly enough to be easily heard by anyone who would listen to what she had to say.  "Right now we need data.  Out there somewhere, hopefully, is one of the fae who knows things and has been around since back when Fae Courts claimed Vegas.  They're probably doing okay for themselves right now, content with the status quo, but if the Lord of Shadows and Blood shows up and plops his ass down, this particular fae will end up being demoted to bitch status, knows it, and can't do anything.  So, assuming they exist, we have to find them and get more information, then let them have plausible deniability that they'd never act against their own kind."  It was a simple enough tactic when it worked; there just wasn't any guarantee that such a person existed with helpful information.  Still, it was Fiona's suggestion on where to start.<br/><br/>Looking to Danielle, Fiona added, "Don't think we met yet.  You can call me Fiona."  She fished out a business card that listed her name, cell phone number, and other other information beyond "Department of Homeland Security," offering it over.