The Shadow's eyes narrow and he snaps his fingers, the two guards stepping in and grabbing Celeste by either arm.

"My dear, I know you love snooping around but these things really don't concern you. If you haven't completed your assignment, I suggest you get back to work. Your father promised you'd be useful, and frankly I've yet to see it."

Locke tenses as he signals Trance and Frost. "This is getting a bit hairy," he murmurs. "Do we go in?"