Grace Littleton, the Madison's elderly neighbor, wondered what this young lady was talking about. The words were all blurred together, and it wasn't until the woman mentioned her address that Grace paid attention.
"Oh, there? Sure, I'll be right over," she said, before putting down the receiver. She got up from her armchair, taking her walker from nearby and making her way to the door. She paid not notice as her outfit changed to a police officer's uniform, though whether it was the magic at work or simply the old woman's absence of mind wasn't clear.
Meanwhile, another policewoman was dropping Zoe off at her house. She let the overalled girl out of the car, helping her to the door. She rang the doorbell, which was promptly opened by the most unlikely of people...
