Wren rolled the suit down her legs. "Yeeeaaah, I kinda figured that out when she stopped showing up for work and the interviewing started," she said, balancing on left and then right feet to get out of the synthetic blend material. Wren tossed the inverted costume over a chair and picked up her drawstring shorts. The stretchy material was worked up her legs and tied into place on her hips.
"The girls are freaked." The vampire kept an eye on the federal agent as she picked up a cup with a lid and straw and perched on edge of the seat cushion. She figured it was better to stick with simple statements and the appearance of cooperation.