claire dearing is an olympic sprinter (heels) wrote in witchinghour,
Dig up. Now that was the thing, wasn't it? But Tony was right - scouring the library eight hundred times, with the hope that the practically golden books they'd need to appear, wouldn't be productive. So Claire gave it some thought, her alabaster brow furrowed as she sipped on her coffee, olive eyes staring off into space - it meant the wheels were turning, she hadn't zoned out.
"Hmm..." Where would Damien Lowe have looked? Where had he looked, was the question? What would this film show? "I'm thinking probably the river - like where it leads, and also places with other records besides books. Basements of civil buildings - fire station, police, even the hospital. We could tell a lot from medical records, couldn't we?"
And it was relatively safe in the hospital. The river would also give them more info about geological aspects, those parts that maybe had little info on them.