"We need to inform Miss Sullivan about this," Claire suggested.
They walked back to the crime scene where Claire had packed her car.
Before they left she called her. The phone call was one-sided. Jane did most of the talking and Claire just agreed.
She started the car and in two hours they were entering a gated community. At the gate were two armed men.
Claire showed them a badge and they waved them in.
"Where are we?" Nathan asked.
"Center for Supernatural Reconnaissance," Claire said.
Nathan looked around as Claire drove past buildings.
"What is this place?" Nathan asked.
"I'll let her explain," Claire said and Nathan looked up to see Jane standing in front of a building.
Immediately Claire parked, and Nathan got out of the car.
"Where are we?" he asked Jane.
"The Center for Supernatural Reconnaissance," Jane replied.
Nathan frowned.
"We monitor supernatural creatures and events and make sure they do not affect the natural order," Jane added.
"Oh, this is how you know a lot about the supernatural," Nathan mentioned
"Come, tell me what you guys found," Jane said and took the lead.
Claire and Nathan followed her. They walked down a hallway. On either side were offices or labs.
Claire entered one of the labs and handed someone a vial.
'When did she collect a sample of the goo,' Nathan thought as he walked away.
They entered an empty conference room.
"How are you doing?" Jane asked when they took a seat.
"We followed the tail to a speakeasy," Nathan said.
"Seeing your dad after all this time must have been difficult," Jane mentioned.
"I did not see anyone. Can we focus on the case?" Nathan yelled.
"I think you should go to school next year," Jane said.
"What are you doing?" he frowned.
"That's what he wanted," Jane replied.
An awkward silence filled the room just before Claire barged in.
"Have you told her about the Weatherbys?" Claire blurted out and took a seat.
"Weatherbys, what do they have to do with this?" Jane said and leaned in.
"The tunnel led to a bar called the Moonbug. I think the Weatherbys own it," Claire explained.
'I have heard of a prison for the supernatural. The government has denied it but the Weatherbys will be the perfect people to build and run a prison like that,' Jane thought as she stared into the abyss.
"Continue your work in the lab. You guys should leave this to me," Jane instructed.
Claire nodded and walked out.
"I should have known this would not last," Claire said to herself.
"What wouldn't last," Nathan asked as he followed her.
"Working in the field," Claire explained.
"What are you?" Nathan asked and Claire's heart started pounding in her chest.
She turned around and frowned at him clenching her fist.
"I mean are you CIA, DoD, NSA..," Nathan explained.
"Aaarh, none of the above," Claire shook her head.
"How did you end up working here then?" Nathan asked.
"It's a long story. I'll tell you sometime," Claire said and walked away.
Back in the conference room, Jane made a call.
"I know you said the woodland was just a story. Five shifters from your story just robbed a bank and killed a civilian," Jane said but the person on the other side of the phone did not reply.
When she was done, the person hung up.