"Well," Brian said, "From what I know, they live somewhere within a muggle drive of the west coast, in the Donegal Bay area. That's the last Kieran knew, anyway, about ten years ago."
"Thats a damned long time, Kid," Robert said. "You do realize that hunting down a wizard with no more current information than that just isn't an easy task."
"Agreed, but you're the bloody minister. You ought to be able to find out where she is," Brian frowned.
"Ah," Robert smiled. "I was wondering when you would get around to asking me that. In other words, you'd like me to find her for you."
"Please?" Brian asked.
"As of 6 months ago, she was still there," Robert replied.
"What?" Brian frowned. "How do you know?"
"I am the Minister. And at one time, we were her guardian and Kieran's. I do try to keep an eye on people that were formerly part of my house. But that's the last time I looked her up, and the last time I knew anything."
"Can you get me an address?"
"I don't know. Maybe." Robert picked up his fork and took a bite of his salad. "So when are you thinking of doing this."
"I'm not sure," Brian said. "I presume Kieran would like to go. And I think Khaat wants to go."
"In that case, you ouight to go soon," Robert said. "If you wait another 3 or 4 months, Khaat isn't going to be travelling then, so use your time wisely."