'That's good. Which of the women was it?'
'The one with the dreadlocks,' replied Lana.
'Right. Just give me a moment,' Eleanor said as she picked up her phone and dialled.
'Bryn? Eleanor here. We just received word about the whereabouts of one of the Skulls. It's believed she works in the British Museum, yes, that's right. Dreadlocks, blonde, about... approximate age girls?' she asked.
'Nineteen or twenty, more or less,' Emma replied.
'About twenty, Bryn. No, we don't have any names. The only name that came to light the other night was Grycan, a wolf - possibly a Lycanthrope. Yes, fine. Excellent, I'll leave it with you. Thank you.'
Putting down the receiver, Eleanor returned her attention to the sisters.
'And the other thing. We were wondering whether Emelia can be an angel?'
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