Emery Thayeson had heard of this mysterious thief in passing before, but had never truly given much thought or attention to him until he his heist in Philly. He hadn't been on her radar until that day, and now she would stop at nothing to find him. So far no one had been able to even come close to catching him. Hell, they didn't even know what his motives were. His targets were seemingly random and many simply passed them off as such. She, however, passed off nothing. She didn't believe in coincidence, or happenstance, or random occurrences. Everything had a pattern, some were simply more difficult to find and almost impossible if you weren't looking. Everything was a clue, a piece of a puzzle that she would no doubt solve.<br/><br/>She had received a call from Chief Triket in New New York, requesting her help on the case. She had gladly accepted. She was not only intrigued by the case and quite interested in trying to decipher the puzzle that so many had failed, but she also wanted to catch him because he had stolen something she needed, something that her father needed. Without it he would most likely die, and she wouldn't let that happen. There was certainly no way she would let it happen without a fight.<br/><br/>When she had arrived in New New York, she heard about yet another heist, in which a museum was destroyed. He was using the explosion to destroy evidence. Nevertheless, no matter how hard one tried, even the best, the most brilliant of criminals always left something behind, intentional or not. She intended to find it.<br/><br/>She waited to meet with the chief and as she waited she didn't miss the signs of a raised temper, particularly the raised voice. So his reputation was founded, then. She waited until a man came to escort her into his office, where she took a seat in the chair the chief had gestured to. "So I've heard. And yes, you are correct. He is most certainly on my radar." she replied. "Rest assured, I will find him." she assured him with a firm determination.<br/><br/>"I will need everything you have on him." she assumed he would have likely figured as much. She knew a great deal from what she had gotten from the Philly police department, and what she had found on her own, but she needed everything she could get her hands on. "Also, if possible, I'd like to take a look at the crime scenes. I might find something that was overlooked." she hoped he would agree. Given how badly he wanted this guy caught, she didn't expect him to hold anything back. "Otherwise, I'll let you know if I need anything else, or if I find anything." she added.<br/><br/>---Time skip---<br/><br/>Emery left the office and headed to the collapsed building. She needed to see what she could find. Collapsed building or not, she was certain that she would find something. It might be small and seemingly insignificant, but she was confident that she would find something. She arrived at the site and took a preliminary glance around the scene before tying her black hair back, donning a pair of gloves and continuing her examination, looking for any clues, anything at all that might help her, no matter how small it might be.