The Museum of Anthropology and Antiquity

She arches an eyebrow and takes a deep breath.
"We saw them in our observations. They aren't like anything we've ever seen before. They have magical capabilities, and really that's unheard of, even in our 'legends' and 'lores'. As far as I know, even our order heads aren't remotely capable of creating sustainable automaton, much less one that's awakened."

"Well, most constructs have some sort of self awareness or "A mind of their own", the degree just varies. Most mages wouldn't bother putting the effort into something that can't think for itself, at least on some level. We have to assume that they were being issued commands by the perpetrator, and they probably at least look on them favorably, usually because some sort of carrot is being held in their faces by their creator."

She ponders for a minute.

"Whoever it is, they knew the person most likely to be able to hunt them down would have been Peter. It doesn't matter now. Between this, the banishers, and the stones, I'm not sure how long we can hold out. And I'm not entirely sure this isn't connected with banishers."

"Simply put, he had a pulse on just about everything. He must have gotten cocky, or there's someone better. I don't know. He had multiple masteries, not the least of which included space and prime."

A light bulb goes off in her head "Everyone liked Peter, but gave him a healthy dose of fear and respect. Even Wells, and Wells was a bastard to everyone. No one knows where he went either."

"As for the stones, we have two groups of people working on them. Listen, I don't want you to worry about those, as Undrichmann and I believe this is just as important as those, if not more so, and Undrichmann seems to have faith that your cabal will make leaps and bounds dealing with this."

"Since the last incident of Wells acting crazy, he hasn't shown up. Peter was trying to keep tabs on all the mages and their whereabouts, and the only time I ever heard him get frustrated was trying to keep up with Wells. I don't know how much of a history they had, but they knew each other before Sacramento."

"I don't make accusations. It's not my place. All I can say is I would hope not, and it would surprise me if he was involved." The tired, sad face gave away the 'or not' that was unspoken.
"If I come across any hard evidence, I will let you know."

She smiles briefly
"I heard about that. I wouldn't worry to much about it. She needs to think before she speaks, and regardless of politics, at least be respectful up front, but I will pass that along. On the second, are you talking just anybody? I have one that works directly for me, but I need to know why you are asking before I answer that."