"They'd have a hard time spying on my family. We live out in the middle of nowhere on the PCH, in our own little town, with our own little diner and motel. Anybody new would stick out like crazy." She wrinkles up her nose, turning back to the rest of her meal, but she's still thinking. "Maybe it was with magic. There's aliens and demons, apparently, and summoning wells. So it was probably magic."