Sean had spent the day canvassing the area around the ATM to no avail. The day was almost a bust. On his way back to the B&B he had recieved a call from the office in chicago. Aparently the woman he was looking for was part of a larger corporation. The account she had used was an off-shore account in the cayman islands. It belonged to a company who dealt in phamacudicals and medical research. Still no name but at least there was a lead. Sean parked his convertible and walked into the B&B.<br/><br/>In the common room people were gathering for some sort of event. there were green felt cloths on the tables and cards and poker chips. Across the room he saw two women and a gentle man talking. One of the women was Tara, the manager who had checked him in. Sean could not see who the man was as he had his back to him and the other woman was obscured by the fact that the man stood in front of her. When the man shifted to the left a bit sean about nearly fell over. There, talking with Tara and the strnger was the woman he had been looking for.<br/><br/><span style="font-style: italic">Take it easy sean. Don't get over anxious. You don't want to scare her off. Just be polite and introduce yourself. We still don't know what her connection is.</span>Sean Lifted his hat and ran a hand through his hair. He couldn't believe his luck. Replacing his hat he walked over the the trio and introduced himself.<br/><br/>"Good evening Tara, folks. What seems to be goin on tonight?" Sean could not help but stare a bit at the woman who he'd been searching for. "Please, forgive my manners, Detective Sean Malloy." Sean extended his hand to the woman.