Alana was in a foul mood, she hated driving in the rain and was about ready to pay the White Court  jackasses a little visit and with the storm augmenting her magic she'd likely do a lot of damage though she was under no illusions of her chances of survival. She had made sure Kate was safe home before going on this excursion. She mused about what Quentin Blake must have done to piss off his employers but it was clear why they wanted her to do it.<br/><br/>Several years before Queintin had tried to force himself on Alana and she put him down hard. His reputation had survived mostly due to Alana's own reputation but she would enjoy putting the bastard down again. But then a merc was a far cry from a Warden and she had killed four, but she still hadn't found the one who killed Malcolm and she figured she never would the way the war was going for the council.<br/><br/>She drove along scowling, unsure how she would even know what to look out for when she saw the charm bracelet on her wrist start to glow and she stopped suddenly and looked around a little confused. The charm that had been glowing was designed to detect wards and veils. She looked around and used the sight.<br/><br/>She never really liked using the sight but it was necessary at times.  She could see the careful working of a veil ward. She saw the house and there was something shadowy over the house. Alana got out of the car and got her bow, knives and Colt Python. She approached the house slowly knife in one hand and gun in another.