Eric’s eyes scanned and studied everything he could. He had managed to get pretty far at one point but now he was looking closer and harder than before. Some part of him knew most of the answers were in the minds of the ones who were doing everything, if there were multiple which he did not doubt. Their lackies were sometimes reckless but he had the feeling they did not last long if they were bad enough. From what he was reading the one’s pulling the strings were, well are, highly intelligent. They knew how to cover their tracks. Eyes scratchy from staring too long at the tablet he leaned back and looked at the ceiling…what was he missing?<br/><br/>He sat up a little more when he heard movement coming from someone behind him. Pretending he was reading some more he listened carefully to the sound, wondering if someone had managed to slip in without him or anyone else noticing. He didn’t make himself ready to fight because he wasn’t sure who it was or what it was that was moving until he heard her voice. Relaxing slightly from his tensing he hadn’t known he’d done, he looked to her and smiled. “A little.” He replied keeping his voice as low as hers.<br/><br/>Using the same method as before he brought it up so she could see. The pages with the ink blots were in the front while those with the blacked out parts were to the side. The page she had found was among those to the side. Bringing all them forward he said; “I think there might be a connection to this page and these ones.” He said the ones with the needed code beside the ink blots. He pulled them forward again, he wasn’t sure why he’d pushed them back but he shook that off.<br/><br/>“I think more than just two codes will be needed to decipher these, I think we’ll need another one.” He pulled the ink blots closer, “these ones I don’t think are random. I only say that because, as you know, in the military we had to come up with many ways of hiding things. If the page you pointed out and these are in any way connected then the blots have to mean something we are not getting.” He had been staring at all of this for longer than he’d anticipated and perhaps he was just reading too much into it because of his desperate want for it to be finished or if he was correct perhaps she or Ryan could help him understand more. Layers within layers, this game was growing in it’s annoying pace. Glancing toward Ryan he was glad to note he was still asleep, or he looked it. He really hoped they had not woken him, he did not want to imagine him when he was irritated and unrested.<br/><br/>----------------<br/><br/>She didn’t say a word to his snide remark but she made a mental note of it. Following silently behind she slowly shook her head, amazed at how brazen he seemed but she pushed that aside. “Very well, but keep in mind should you run I will find you.” She said slipping away from him. Moving through shadows she kept her eyes and senses open to anything. This was someplace in Adam’s old territory, someone had seemed to start settling in and that annoyed her. Creeping closer there were a few men standing watch, gang members by the look of them, from which one she did not know and did not care as she sliced their necks open. Seven men dead before she made it to the door undetected.<br/><br/>There were a few others in there and this was not going to be as silent as she hoped. Knives out she threw a few, putting out lights so she would be able to hide better as she slid in among them. Guns went off and knives cut through skin. By the end of it all she had only a few scratches but nothing serious enough to warrant a hospital or medical attention. Once again Adam’s territory was up for grabs but she wondered who now would want it. A smile touched her face as she rummaged through things, grabbing documents and everything else that could be used against them. When she made it back she looked like hell. “I have what we need, we should go.” She said meaning they had at least one more stop to make.