"Oh, well... where to start..." Mara puts the tray on a little coffee table and pours three cups of tea, then pulls up a chair that was in one of the corners and sits down a little in front of Logan. "I met Sandra about a year ago working around Little Five Points. I've got a small amount of talent with magic and do palm readings, tell the future, look into my crystal ball, that kind of thing, and sometimes I'm right. She's helping me figure that side of things out. I know what changelings are. I know that there's some kind of group of wizards to keep a low profile from." She leans back, running her hand through her hair and scratching the back of her head a bit, looking a little bit embarrassed. "I'm still just learning about what's out there, though."
She rips open the little bag of crackers and pours them onto a plate, then takes a sip from her cup. She frowns a little. "Sandra isn't a real party goer, you know? Not out at all hours, kind of a home body really. But I haven't seen her in days. I figured she was visiting home or something, but if you don't know where she is..." She trails off, slowly realizing the seriousness of the visit. The happy look from getting visitors is gone from her face. "Last I saw her here was Friday. I went to see her, but she said she had a headache and I left. Didn't really think much about it." She looks up at both of you. "She did look terrible, though, like she hadn't slept for days. Saturday morning when I got up for work, that's about six in the morning, she was gone."