[A cop? The irony of that is delicious. Back home, it's pretty much a foregone conclusion that all police officers are in the pocket of some Cainite or another. She's been lucky in LA. Most of them are in Liam's pocket, which means she almost kind of trusts them.

Totally new ballgame here. But still. He's the first person she's met to voice dissent. She has to take what she can get. It's not like she has much to lose.]

This?

[She glances at the notebook.]

Just notes. Trying to learn about the different worlds represented here. Looking for a common thread.

[Fatima is disgusted with herself.]

Normally wouldn't write all this down, but some of it is too complicated.