"It sounds like a pretty attractive distraction..I mean, if they succeeded in taking out a nation's leader or two in the process by some fluke luck? But by the sounds of it, the attack was pretty much doomed to fail and they had to have known. It makes no sense to take on something like that without KNOWING that you'd succeed. The stakes are just too high."
She ponders a little. "Maybe I could go have a chat with them and see if I can get them to spill some beans and then catch up with you guys after. It shouldn't take too long, might even beat you to wherever we're going. She smiles enigmatically, though doesn't elaborate, figuring it obvious enough she has some abiilty that will let her go back and then catch up quickly.
Basically thinking of using her nosy journalist skills (plus attractive) to try and get one of the mercs who attacked the white house to spill their guts.