So, there she was on the hopes she can find him. This was someone who could easily find the crook behind a cracked run down house or in a haystack while it takes precautions and steps. She was meeting the Rat King as thorough as Theo had told her straight up what he had said. There was no questions, none of that. Stepping on the gas of her red convertible, top down. The wind blowing in her face, blue-green eyes scoped around the city making sure to use all of her senses.

The black rat felt his power, so by using that she was heading where the power and scent her beast was trailing. A loose set of golden, blonde hair flickered around her face even when her face gotten serious and knew if the location he was in proved correct she knew she was on it. She heard about him, knew she must be on her best behavior. Taking a deep breath, Sandy never felt like this outside of what she does. Private Detective work. When it comes to the supernatural it was something entirely different, but she had wanted to meet Milo the minute she stepped across the boundaries of this city. Today, she wore a loose, white blouse that came just about her midriff and a pair of loose fitting jean shorts looking too much like a girly-girl instead of turning on her P.I attitude when doing her job.

She was here now, it has to be where he was as her nostrils had picked him out or the strong energy did. Stopping her vehicle, she removed the set of car keys and stepped out of the driver's seat carrying her red beaded purse she never leaves behind if ever. It was better to have valuables around you at all times. Sandy's scent was that of fresh pine mixed with a touch of rosemary.

It was an establishment, a place where anyone came and went. She entered, stepping further into the room where it was a crowded area. It did not bother her too much to be surrounded by a mass of people who minded their own business. Clearly, she was looking for the King who was sitting down at a nearby table. It was a bar, an ideal choice for first time meetings. Her iridescent hues ran through the room until her eyes fell on him, Milo. Sandy walked in the direction where she will finally be able to meet him face to face. It was a hunch she knew this is the man, but it was no doubt the one who sent the message through Theo. How long has it been since she been in any Rodere? That was only in Chicago. After that she started traveling without one, not every city had one such as the lack of one in London. Other than that it'll be a first in long years for her to settle in one.

In respect, she greeted Milo. There was no direct eye contact, for to do so was to challenge him. "I'm Sandy Deilma."After receiving the message from Theo, she came straight here as directed. It would not have did much good if she had simply lingered for much longer knowing what that may have meant for her.