Hitomi<br/><br/>"Ooh, Hitomi! How ya been, girl?" The slightly older, African-American woman. "'Fraid I don't know too much about it, myself... have you heard that Rachel girl's one of the missing? They haven't found her, but I know she had a lover in the Summers. Been gone two days... she might just be out, but..." Merideth loses some of her happy guise, falling into a quieter voice. "We're all worried, so I'd recommend keeping your head down, y'here? Whoever's doin' this is good."<br/><br/>Beatrice<br/><br/>The worker points up, towards one of the upper floors of the pyramid. "Talk to them," he says, waving his hand, trying to get rid of her. He was on break, and had apparently been harassed most of his shift, and didn't want to deal with it while on his personal time.<br/><br/>Detective Kettering<br/><br/>The other cops around him shudder. One guy ventures, "Think it fell from a plane, then?" "Yeah, that makes sense... piece of metal breaks off a plane, smashes into it... poor guy just wanted to take a walk out up here, gets in the way." They glance back at the body, hanging over a foot off the normal walkpath, and shudder, not bothering to point out the obvious flaws in the logic.<br/><br/>"Uhh... says 'ere he's got a daughter, and an ex-wife. She cheated on him, an' he got custody of the kid. Says... kid's 16, living in some boarding school in England. Ex... she's here in town. Lives... one o' those new fancy apartment places, not far off." He points to a high-rise, visible from there. "Mrs. Patterson, now."