While Drake led Karis away from Jason's house three others, all of two of them Hispanic looking and the other a white male, followed along just in case she got the idea to run. There would be no running, no hiding, no where to go. They walked away from the beaches, inland, weaving between the streets, avoiding the downtown sector that was going to be bustling this time of day, until finally they came to a white building with pillars. Drake led Karis inside, as the other three men continued to follow along. "Goran has requested that you be put in a cell," two pairs of arms grabbed her from behind as the two Hispanic gentlemen gripped her tightly, "he doesn't want you doing something foolish while talking to him." Drake's massive fist balled up and lunged forward toward Karis' face. His intention was to knock her unconscious, but if it didn't the two men holding her would drag her to the aforementioned cell to await the leader, Goran.<br/><br/>Goran had no intentions of showing up, of talking to Karis, instead he intended for her to become a forgotten entity. He needed a reason to shut the woman up, to keep her from questioning things, to stop her from spreading any sort of message different from the one he wanted. The old man simply sat in his office and talked with Drake about going over plans to get more patrols at the walls.<br/><br/>Jason had went to work, and while he did so all thoughts of his guest drifted away. He had no emotional attachment, and his mind was clear, focusing on work was easy enough to accomplish. He went through the motions of the day without a care in the world, not knowing he had been deceived. He worked on fixing up some projects, and still had enough time to work on new construction to accommodate the growing landscape. When dinner time rolled around, and the workday was over he made his way home. When he got there he fully expected Karis would be back, and as he was walking back he thought of things he would ask her about. Most notably was what they had wanted to know from her, and what questions they asked her.<br/><br/>He was confused when she was not there, it was not like Drake to lie to him, in fact Drake had never lied to him as far as he knew. She was supposed to be at his house, and clearly she was not. He searched his house high and low for any traces that she had been back, and when he found her knife, at least he assumed it to be hers, he knew that she had not been back. Jason knew he should just let things be, but he couldn't something was eating at him, and so he headed out to go find Drake. He wanted answers and since she was his charge he felt he was owed them at least.<br/><br/>Jason barged into Drake's office, Goran was with him, and while Goran had a look of surprise, and Drake's face was stone cold and blank. Jason wasn't angry, he didn't know how to feel it, but he felt like logically he was owed some answers thus why he didn't wait and knock. "Where is Karis?" Goran looked at him, "who?" Jason tilted his head, surely Goran knew whom he was speaking of, "The woman you had Drake take from my dwelling, I would like to know where she is, she was my charge, my guest."<br/><br/>Goran smiled slyly, a devious one at that, "Oh, her, I am sorry to tell you that she is no more. She resisted earlier today and Drake and his men were forced to exterminate her life force." It was a lie of course, but he expected that Jason would believe it. "Now, please excuse us, we have some strategic planning to do."<br/><br/>Jason did as he was told, without saying a word, and turned and walked out the door. Learning to read people, and books, had told him that something was not right about the way Goran had answered him. The way he smiled as he presented the news was unnatural, death is not something people generally smiled about. Jason didn't leave though, he stayed in the building and thought about what his next course of action would be. If Goran was deceiving him there was a good chance that Karis was still alive, he just had to find her.<br/><br/><a class="username" data-user-id="105" data-username="@Atomic Blonde" data-xf-init="member-tooltip" href="https://blackdahliaroleplaying.com/members/105/">@Atomic Blonde</a>