Lacey rubbed her eyes as she sat at the desk. She had been up most of the 
night, reviewing the information she had written down. She still couldn't 
see where another person fit in and thus, find Greta and who had killed 
L'gan.

(Garnet, where is Haroc and H'tor?")

(They aren't here, Lacey)

(Where are they?) Lacey suddenly was worried that S'rans suspicions had 
some merit.

(Not in the warren, Lacey)

Lacey knew she was too tired to reach her sister this morning.

(Can you please ask Naomi to come talk to me?)

A few minutes later, Garnet sent the message that her sister was on her 
way. Lacey paced her office, worried about how her sister was going to 
take her voiced suspicions. She was also worried as the search for darkon 
and Marina still had not turned up anything. Maybe he had just run off 
with her! A flash of anger ran through her and ta that moment, her sister 
enetered.

"Hello sis, what did you need?" naomi said cheerfully, especially for 
someone who had been up most of the night herself.

Lacey was not going to hem and haw around this "Haroc and H'tor are gone 
from the warren."

Naomi's face was unreadable.

"It doesn't look good, Naomi" Lacey said quietly.

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NRPG: Tag, Les!

Sorry its so short, just didn't know what else to do with Lacey but 
wanted to put her someplace where evryone knew where she was and also try 
to get back in the story.



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