With that in mind, the next person I had to talk with about the message was Prom Queen. While I wondered if it would be better to call her first, or if I should do that when I get to Nightingale headquarters in the afternoon, she called me first and set up a meeting herself. Conveniently, and somewhat predictable.
"I think she has a similar idea to ours," I told JJ while we walked from a bus stop to the cafe Prom Queen chose for this. It was, from what I googled about it, a small place, the most important part of which was its proximity to the heart of Nightingale Coven's territory. "And I think, JJ, she's going to try to rope you into doing something public again."
"Quite possibly."
"Maybe she has some good plan about this." I was thinking aloud than conversing at this point. "We certainly need one if anything public would be done. This is such a mess." I sighed.
