"That seems like a good idea. I will fund as many efforts as I need to to make sure that my father's work is completed. I... suppose I could try to bribe the police officers myself... but this seems like it would take quite some time. Have you tried calling the DOI?"

"We have, actually, another part of the group is working on that as we speak. Time is of the essence, so we're trying to get everything done as quickly as possible. I did want to apprise you of the situation too, though. She's being held by Samson Trammel, her foster father, in LA. Anybody you ask will tell you he's respectable, but trust me, he's at the heart of the murders. We have photographic and witness evidence. Can't get the police to hear of it, but he's as dirty as they come."

"If there is anything I can do to help, I do want to be of aid. Unfortunately, I... am not my father and am unfamiliar with such matters."

"I understand. If you could - talk to your lawyer, maybe, see what they think the options are in a situation like this?"

"Yes. But the law takes a while-- there may be options for a civil suit, perhaps. But by the time we do such a suit Lacie could be dead."

"I know it'll take time. Odds are we'll have to move before then, probably in the next few days. Do be advised that if our less than entirely legal rescue attempt works out less than perfectly, well - make sure someone gets him, all right? There are a lot more lives than Lacie's on the line, here, if we can't put an end to this. I'll leave the notes with Frank."

"My entire fortune is at your disposal. I promise you I will stop at nothing to ensure that this Samson Trammel dies in prison as he deserves."

"Thank you very much, Mrs. Winston Rogers. I'll do what I can on this end. Goodbye."

Meanwhile--

Oswald and Carrie, followed by Jack Pizner, go to the Division of Investigation to report the crime. The receptionist takes their statement and informs them that it will be investigated thoroughly, although they cannot comment on ongoing investigations.

???? This is kind of urgent actually????

Unfortunately, this branch of the organization is in LA, so really it shouldn't be surprising that they didn't seem likely to do anything any time soon.

The investigators spend the afternoon planning the heist, then getting a car for Frank to drive so they can escape.

Lev is given all the papers and information that the investigators have, so that if everyone dies he can take it to Mrs. Winston-Rogers and continue the investigation.

Deep breathing exercises. They may not help mechanically but they help psychologically.

Zoe mostly paces around flicking her zippo. She wants to dooo a thing waiting sucks.

She is any tempted to track down Olivia Claredon first but it seems probably hard to get in to talk to her on such short notice and there's a chance she might warn Mr. Trammel anyway. She definitely wants to give Lev all of her notes and the books and other Stuff and tell him to take them back to Mrs. Winston-Rogers in the event of everyone dying and/or failing to come back. Also he should call Ralph Haas and make sure that my brother learns the basics of what happened to Anemone.

Also make sure he thinks it was super cool even if it actually turns out to be kind of lame.

"Okay, I will."

"Thanks, man. Means a lot."

Mordred writes a letter to Gale and a letter to Agravaine and a letter to Gawain who will tell his other brothers explaining what they're about to do and what he expects might happen and asks Lev to mail them if he dies.

Also, on a less personal note, he writes a letter to Kent Gableson, his contact at the LA Times telling him all the non-occult things they know about Trammel, and asks Lev to mail that too.

Anemone picks up her notebook to give it to Lev. 

When she carries the notebook a few feet away from the warding stone, it begins to burn. Flame licks her arms.

Anemone instinctively drops the book quickly, but her arms are very badly burned and it hurts.

Lev is frozen in panic. The only part of his body which moves is his eyes.

Oswald freezes; he can't get himself to move, he can't hear anything, everything around him feels like a kind of rushing.

MAN FUCK THIS THING

it's useless and it bursts into FLAMES

The notebook burns to ash on the ground. 

WELL AT LEAST IT'S GONE NOW IT SUCKED

Zoe rushes over to try to treat Anemone's wounds.