Tugging at the laces on her shirt adjusting them from the top to the bottom a bit unsure what it was that she wanted to do with it, shaking her head she finished up and glanced in the full length mirror. She looked good but then again she wasn't exactly sure when she wasn't, a brow quirked as she noticed the number flashing on her phone and rolled her eyes. It was bad enough she had to go gather intel now she had him ringing her phone off the hook because she had to warn him. This was going to be one of the most aggravating thing she'd done in a while, dodging his calls while she tried to do her job in which it was apparent telling him she knew was a bad decision.

Taking one final stretch she grinned at the new version of her old junker before slipping into the passenger seat as she finally answered the phone, annoyed about the flashing number and just wanting to get the family stuff out of the way. "Chill it, Cousin, I got this." Syncing her phone to the car's built in blue tooth she turned down the volume when his voice rang louder than she expected over the speakers, the familiar smirk spreading over her lips at his usual tone of voice. "Yeah I know. Checked it. About to confirm it. I told you I got this."

"It's not going to be like the last time you handle something like this, because that was a big mess to clean up." She loved him but if he wasn't family she would have definitely gotten annoyed with that pestering reminders of how she screwed up.

"No. I got this." Words clipped: check. Grip on the steering wheel tightened: check. Speedometer accelerating: check. Check. Check.

"Little Moon, be careful because if this goes up in flames I won't be able to fix it this time and we'll all go down with it. Even you."

She groaned. "This the part where you say: But no pressure? Because if it is that's like fifty times my weight of pressure. I got it. I screw up, we go down. Got it. Have a little faith. I spent a year with grandfather and I. Got. This. I have to go. I need my knowledge and stop calling or this is going to be your screw up." They needed to be distant family and if he kept calling that was never going to be the appearance, but she hung up before he could say anything more because in reality Luna hadn't had enough alcohol to deal with him.

Red light.

Why there were red lights in the middle of the small quaint town she didn't know but it gave her time to pinch the bridge of her nose and swipe her hands over her face. She needed to focus, to put her game face on and push forward and now she needed to keep her eyes on the prize and put together what this woman knew so she could get back to the boring existence she had set up for herself in Ipswich. She could see why her brother enjoyed it so much although it helped when you had someone there to keep you on the solid. Shaking the thoughts away she headed out to the outskirts of town, to where the original colony houses were located. Gormon wouldn't be happy to see her, never did like her much and that included when she was a child but he'd deal with it. Besides she wasn't headed toward the Danvers' Colony home. No. She was headed toward Putnam Barn.

Everyone knew about the Salem Witch Trials in Massachusetts, and everyone in Massachusetts knew where John Putnam was tortured then murdered so she kept that in mind as she made her way through back roads she hadn't seen since she was a child. The barn still freaked her out even now as a teen she couldn't get over the vibes that radiated off that place. She only agreed to meeting there because anywhere else just seemed like a bad idea and at least she wouldn't get read too easily with all the other things lurking below the surface. So to speak.

Pulling up to the barn she sat in her parked car for a few minutes as she dialed the familiar ten numbers and leaned back in the seat. "I'm here." It was all she really needed to say before the voice on the other end was rattling off her instructions and what it was that he knew she could do. All the things she had reassured her cousin about before, sighing deeply she grinned to herself and tilted her head to the side. "Five by five, Tommy Boy. I'll give you a ring for that info I asked you for when I'm out, just needed to hear what I all ready knew." Hanging up with Tommy was a lot simpler than it was hanging up with her cousin, it was all reassurances and information that she needed to know but somehow all ready knew.

With her car off she was ready to get what it was she needed from this woman or what she had to do to get what it was she was supposed to be getting from her. The air was colder as she made her way into the broken down barn, one wrong move and she was sure that the whole thing would come crumbling down on top of her. Gods did she really hope that wasn't this woman's plan because she really didn't feel like she could out run a crumbling barn in a pair of her newest boots.

She saw her out of the corner of her eye and turned her attention to her, a brow raised as she crossed her arms over her chest trying to decide what it was that this teenager was up to. Because she was looking at a girl that was the same age as her, or just about but either way she was sure she'd seen her somewhere before. Tilting her head to the side she shrugged it off as she shoved her hands in her pockets waiting for her to make the first move, or at least to give her a tiny piece of information before she said anything.

The clothes looked a little baggy on her, her skin paled, and her eyes sunken in a bit. She wasn't sure why and she personally didn't care either as she decided waiting was a little bit out of her league right now. "Spill it. I don't have all night." So her words were clipped. So her tone wasn't friendly but when you really didn't want to be somewhere it didn't matter if you were friendly or not. Her hand slipping from her jacket pocket to her back, resting against a very compact weapon in case the girl tried any funny business.

"Relax, Griggs, I'm not going to hurt you. I need your help actually." The girl's smile looked a bit too friendly and Luna wasn't buying it, a brow raised just about as high as it could go as she waited for her to finish.

When she didn't go on Luna decided to just be blunt about it. "Why would I help something like you? Your interests aren't anywhere near mine. You want these covens out of the way and for what? What do I get if I assist you? Satisfaction that Ipswich is coven free? Not good enough payment if I do say so myself so I'm not interested." She was getting a little itchy. Who was she going to name when she told her the coven members, and oh god was she worried who she was going to name.

"I have something a bit better. I have Charisma."

Luna's eyes widened and she dropped the only thing she had in her hand. What she was saying was impossible because she couldn't but- but she couldn't take the chance that she really did have her because that would mean- "Where is she?" Luna was still a bit in shock but she was serious enough as she moved closer to her, her fists clenched at her sides as every muscle in her body itched to beat the crap out of her until she told her where she was. "Where. Is. She?!" Her fist landed beside her head and she felt like her entire body was vibrating.

The girl's smirk didn't help the situation and Luna was at the end of her very thinning patience. "Relax, Griggs. She's safe. For now. She'll remain that way as long as you do what I need you to do. Oh, and I don't care what you do with the members of the covens I just need this one girl." She offered up a picture and Luna looked at it shaking her head as she backed away.

"Why? Who is she?" She glanced at her cell phone and was starting to get a bit antsy as she shifted in her spot, collecting herself a bit more trying to keep calm. She knew who the girl was and she was the only way she would be able to know if this girl really had Charisma or not.

"Special. She's special. Are you going to help me, Griggs, or am I going to have to go get your cousin too?"

Luna's jaw clenched and her fists along with it. "Fine. I'll find her, but you stay away from Caleb. Away from his friends. And you don't do anything to her Charisma. It's only way you'll have the deal."

"Then we have an accords. By the way tell Reid Richelle says hi."

As she exited the barn Luna pulled out her cell and dialed Tommy's number, her core vibrating with every step toward her car that she took. "I need everything you can dig up on a Richelle Christopher. She says she has Charisma. I need who she is. Where she came from. Her ancestory. EVERYTHING. Also I need information on the life of Tsura Stratton. The girl that disappeared from Ipswich. I need here, brother, bring your girl." She shut her phone and slammed her door shut. "I'll find you, but not for her." Staring down at the picture in her hand before putting it up on the inside of her visor with her and a familiar set of cerulean blue orbs with blond hair belonging to one of her cousin's friends.