EZEKIEL HAYES

Waiting was certainly nothing new to the Hunter and as such felt completely at ease perched motionless on that low garden wall in wait for the other Hunter to return. Ezekiel was damn near prepared to wait there all night if need be. Luckily he didn't need to do that as the sauntering blonde finally made an appearance. Ezekiel was quick to introduce himself and his purpose while reaching out a hand. He knew how a Hunter could take a sudden stranger and it was best to announce yourself rather than pop out at them- he had landed quit a few punches to those who had done just that.

Ezekiel nodded, "Azrael then." He was more inclined to go by a person's given name but this Hunter was adamant then he would oblige. Ezekiel didn't expect anything less than cooperation as Azrael motioned to follow to the apartment. That was what Hunters were weren't they, loyal to the cause above all else...even if that meant one's family. Helping another Hunter simply fell under that umbrella. Ezekiel followed Azrael into the apartment that was just as sparsely furnished as his own. It wasn't very often that a working Hunter was in one place for long enough to bother having more than the essentials anyways. He easily settled into one of the chairs at the table and waited for Azrael to fetch whatever resources he possessed.

It appeared that Azrael had been nothing if not diligent in his record keeping by the looks of it. Ezekiel shifted forward in his seat, waving his hand dismissively, "I have no business with the Fae King or his Consort. I'm looking for a witch." He reached into his suit jacket and from the inside pocket pulled a worn wallet sized photo, placing it on the table for Azrael to see. It was grainy and worn but enough to see the feminine figure with wild hair. "She goes by the name Emerson, or at least did, she may have changed her named. She murdered a human and fled. We caught her off a traffic camera a few weeks ago but that is the last known whereabouts and only two towns over. I think she's seeking asylum from one of the witches here but since there isn't a known coven, there's no leader to enforce having her brought out for questioning." It was so much easier when there was a coven leader to deal with directly, things happened so much faster and smoother with their words to force the hands of their coven members when needed.

"I've already checked on the witch with the little shop in the west district, Serafina I believe her name was. There wasn't any hint of recognition in her pupils when she saw the picture so don't think she's actively harboring the girl. I would like to see her file though along with the ones of the other witches to see if any have background that might indicate they'd have the means to hide the girl." It was best to be as thorough as possible. The more names he had to go and question, the more likely he could triangulate where this witch was hiding.