<strong>Name:</strong>Haxtes<br/><strong>Position:</strong>Adept<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Apartment of Theodore Cosak, Middle Hive<br/><strong>Case File:</strong>Three<br/><strong>Investigators:</strong><em>Haxtes</em>, Drake Zarkov, Haxtus Fenn<br/><br/>Grey eyes used to processing large quantities of information in short time rapidly scanned the scrolling figures and numbers on the datapad, the adept's mind almost going into a trance-like state as he let the information run rampant through his mind. There was so much to see, so much to take in, that a person not used to analyzing information would be completely overwhelmed. But Haxtes' trained eyes and mind quickly weeded out what was useful among the rampant streams of text.<br/><br/>"Yes... there might be something here..." he muttered slowly, his dry, raspy voice leaving him quietly, as if he was talking to himself, but loud enough that those in his immediate vicinity would be able to pick it up. "Lots of finance records... huge sums of Thrones...Beast house...shipments of some kind..." he stopped scrolling for a moment, and looked up at his two colleagues, as well as the female Enforcer. "We are onto something, but it will take me a good while to figure out what. We might also need to break some firewalls to get deeper..."