Chloe was far too preoccupied to notice Anna's distress this time. With a deep breath, she rubbed her hands over her face and turned to pace the very limited space she had. There had to be a way around it. How was he getting this information? He had to be able to access some kind of database, at the very least some kind of fax machine? She didn't believe the guy got the message about her being meteor infected through Morse code.
She had to think, but more importantly, she had to look around and see what else she could find. One thing she was sure of, though. This Art guy, whoever he was, he was either powerful or he was involved with very powerful people and since Chloe planned on poking at him, she knew she had to do it alone. Which meant she had to find a gentle way to dismiss the girl without hurting her feelings. And considering how irritated and frustrated she was, she knew it wasn't going to be easy. "Thanks for telling me all this, Anna."