Harry had been waiting outside right after he'd finished talking with Belle. Despite his casual words over the network, in truth he was on edge. A woman had been kidnapped, and that in itself was enough for him to get serious, his old hyperactive chivalry instinct flaring up once again. The fact that she was in the hands of a being that may or may not be the God of Death only made things more serious.

A young woman held captive by a possible god, people manipulating the darkness in others hearts, a mysterious group abducting others to do unseen experiments. Hell's bells when it rained it poured, and this time it looked like it would be raining locusts.

Hearing a woman's voice calling out from the other side of the gate, tone laced with a hint of desperation that was all too familiar, snapped the wizard out of his musings, and hefting his staff he made his way over and helped open the gate.

The woman standing outside the gate had a heart shaped and delicate face with bright intelligent eyes that Harry guessed would normally be full of curiosity and determination. Right now though, they mostly looked deeply worried.

"Hi, I'm Harry Dresden, we spoke over the network. Come on, let's get inside before we take care of this," Harry urged, gesturing for her to head towards the shop.