<strong>Name</strong>: Drake Zarkov<br/><strong>Position</strong>: Assassin<br/><strong>Location</strong>: Apartment of Theodore Cosak, Middle Hive<br/><strong>Case File</strong>: Three<br/><strong>Investigators</strong>: Haxtes, Drake Zarkov, Haxtus Fenn<br/><hr/><br/>"<em>Right</em>" Drake said changing tack slightly. "<em>Let's go back through what we know. We have the impression in the hallway, looks like a solid, possibly metallic boot of some sort. But whomever made it was very large, or at least transporting something heavy.</em>"<br/>"<em>And the burn marks are questionable. I've only known acid to make this kind of burn, or possibly plasma. But plasma would leave more burns on the walls</em>." he stated pacing and looking at each part of the evidence as he listed it.<br/>"<em>Then there's this</em>" He said with some finality. "<em>Why would the culprit take so much effort to clear evidence of himself but leave this piece of carpet so sloppily repaired</em>" He noted as he dropped to his haunches and drew his elegant knife from its sheath.<br/>"<em>Unless it was one of our victims attempt to hide something</em>" he said as he carefully started to cut through the threads holding the cut edges of the carpet together.