Meinwen logged onto her account, whereupon several icons of the women in the town began flashing. "There's been a body found in Hobbs' Wood," said one. "Are you looking into it?" Another gave more details: "It was a woman. Cut to ribbons, apparently." A third speculated that is was the work of the Hobbs' Horror.
"What fiddlefaddle!" said Meinwen, who knew more details than any, having been the one to discover the body in the early hours of the morning. She was almost surprised the sun had come up, since there had been far too many police combing the area for her to greet the sun properly. She'd dressed just in time, the flashing lights of the first police car already in the parking lot before she pulled her woolly hat on and poured dandelion tea from a flask. Birdwatching was such a useful cover, and she knew enough about the subject to bore anyone to tears.
"Nonsense," she typed. "The poor woman was the victim of a dangerous beast all right, but it was most certainly of the human variety. There's nothing supernatural about being dumped off a cliff."
"Are you sure? I heard it was aliens dressed in white space suits."
"That was the coroner and his men. Entirely human, I assure you."
"How do you know all this? Do you have a contact in the police?"
"Some secrets," typed Meinwen, "are not to be disclosed."
Another icon flashed. Cacoethes; Jennifer from The Firs. "Are you the killer?"