She noticed that Kryner was dripping wet and pond scum was covering his costume in tactical places around the brim of his hat, his shoulders, back and cloak had it along him making his dark suit like a ghillie track. She didn't see a second boat which meant a few things but for the time being Kryner was in the middle of something.<br/><br/>"Pleasure to see you four." Kryner replied and Hoss was curious what and who he was interrogating.<br/>"Who's this."<br/>"A dead man in a minute if he doesn't speak his mind..." Clicking the hammer back on the hand cannon, "Freely... Mr Waltchester."<br/>"I'm just the groundskeeper! For fuck sake please!"<br/>"You speak pretty good English unlike your cohorts... So tell me, where you from and why do you dress like anything but a groundskeeper, suit, tie... more." He said motioning to the watch.<br/>"Fine fine! I'm uh... an associate with Nathan... I'm his." He paused and Kryner just stared waiting and longing for the information. "I'm his uh..."<br/>"The truth comes quickly... lies hesitate, I don't deal with liars much fondly." Kryner growled before pointing his face to look at the caiman.<br/>"I'm I-I-I-I, I'm his grounds supervisor. I'm a surveyor. Alright alright?"<br/>"Why?" He sneered unrelenting in his questions.<br/>"What do you mean why I look at the property and tell him how much it's worth."<br/>"Like gravesites?" Charles asked as he was digging in the man's briefcase and found that there were records of Del's parent's remains after the crash being moved from their original estate mausoleum to the Racouche island.<br/>"Looks like Stalingrante names here too..." Hoss pointed and this only was getting more and more interesting. Kryner turned and then kicked the adams apple of the man's throat and then tossed his gasping body into the water.<br/>"That's too many coincidences..." Kryner remarked as he turned to them, "So what have you all been up to?"