Who: Marti, Aidan When: Late Sunday night Where: On patrol What: It's the last night of duty, and something's looking promising
Once again, Will had been left behind. Still, at least he could take on the role of co-ordinator - by which Marti meant that he could send others out should she and Aidan feel the need to ask for them.
There was no telling just who or what it was that'd had them both start to follow, but something Felt very wrong to her and, by Aidan's growl she figured something had spooked him, too.
She followed in the direction of the Wrong. It wasn't right on top of her, but it wasn't getting any further away either. She scanned her surroundings when it crossed her mind that this could be a trap, but she couldn't Feel anything more than that one source. She kept on following. There was no need to update Aidan. If she could Feel it, then he knew where it was, too.