Michelle pulled out her phone and reviewed the e-mail she just received. The sender had been obfuscated, but the message was too intriguing to be deleted as just another pfishing scam. "Dominic, you may want to take a look at this." Michelle handed the phone over to Dominic who quickly scanned the terse e-mail. He looked at Michelle who only offered a shrug. "Tell them to set a time and place. Somewhere public. I am intrigued, but I do not want to take any unnecessary risks." He handed her phone back to her. Michelle nodded and set up typing up the response.<br/><br/>'Let's meet somewhere public. Where/when is convenient?'<br/><br/>Dominic racked his brain trying to figure out who was the most politically influential public mutant. He certainly ranked as politically influential, but he was not exactly public. Most everyone had heard about the healer and the mutant believed to be the cause of the storm on the West Coast, but as far as Dominic knew, neither of them were political players. Then, of course, there was Valerie Dobson who just came out. Dominic wasn't even sure she voted, much less get involved behind the scenes. But one could never trust appearances. Her Hollywood façade may have been a ruse to misdirect true intentions.<br/><br/>Christinia asked, "Do you want me to arrange for security." Dominic shook his head. "Whoever sent that message values their anonymity. Any sign of trouble would likely spook them. Let us see how it plays out. I still have one ace up my sleeve."<br/>