The staring contest that went on between Joanna and the strange woman with green eyes was cut off only by the sheriff's annoyance, the woman barking out orders for people to clear out. But Joanna glanced at the redhead who had randomly appeared and clamored to the front of the group, observing the body closely. Jo's head tilted slightly in curiosity and while her two new friends began to walk away, claiming that they needed a distraction from all of this, she made her way forward. But her eyes were not on the body any longer. That wouldn't help them, not unless Clark and the others were here to sniff the site out. She was looking for something more...concrete, a clue of some kind. Before she could get any closer to the yellow tape, her phone buzzed for attention and she plucked it out of her pocket.
Joanna's eyes widened just slightly at Clark's message before her smooth brow furrowed just slightly in contemplation, lips pursed just-so. Volks...Volks sounded very familiar. In fact, if Joanna was not mistaken, Volks was the name of the -
"Step any further, young lady, and you'll be interrupting our investigation," a woman with a very sharp gaze and a voice that reminded Joanna too much of Kayla Green when her mother was irritated. Despite herself, Joanna could feel the beginnings of feeling like she had been chastised by her mother and even a small inch of grief at the memory of her mother never coming home. Blinking that away, she caught the tail ends of the woman dressed in uniform her speaking very sharply to the redhead she had seen earlier. "And this has nothing to do with you either, Miss Dignam."
Feeling a little braver, Joanna observed the woman, starting with the dark blonde of her hair and the seriousness in her gaze. She radiated authority and power, something reminiscent to Clark that took a long time for Jo to get used to once he became the Alpha. Once glance at the woman's golden badge and Joanna knew she was one to be respected.
"Yeah, uh...sorry, umm..." If she was right, then the woman before her was -
"Sheriff Volks." Joanna nodded, smiling gently. The woman was watching her as much as Jo was watching her, both sizing the other up. If Clark was right and his assumptions usually weren't, could the woman before her really be a werewolf? "Now, get - the both of you." Joanna walked away before shooting the others another text.
Message: Yep, and I just met the mom. She's the Sheriff.