<strong>Name: Drake Zarkov<br/>Position: Assassin <br/>Location: Apartment of Theodore Cosak, Middle Hive<br/>Case File: Three<br/>Investigators: Haxtes, Drake Zarkov, Haxtus Fenn</strong><br/><br/><div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote">Quote</div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">One hand lashed out to grab the robes of the smaller man.<br/><br/>“He was following those bastards at the Beast House before he was killed.  Why don’t you go pester them about what kind of man the Investigator General was before you sully his name here.”</blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br/>Drake looked up as Haxtes was non to gently grabbed by his loose robes. He looked on impassively as only a person accustomed to violence could. He had seen enough bar room brawls start in such away, and as much fun as watching the Archivist getting to know the blunt end of the Emperors justice would be. He had to agree that his skills would probably suffer.<br/>Drake got to his feet and placed a hand on Investigator Noria Sen's forearm.<br/>"I am sure my learned colleague meant no offence" He said looking over to Haxtes.<br/>"These Quill pushers can be quite blunt." He said looking at Investigator Sen and then back at Haxtes, giving a look to say that he only half meant it.<br/>"From what I can tell. The, "victims" may well have known the killer. Do we have any way to tell who entered the Hab complex? Are there any pict recorders by the entrances?" He enquired. It was a long shot, any killer who knew his stuff would know how to avoid such simple security measures. But maby the Emperor would smile upon them.