Ah, of course, yes, the police would naturally be investigating this sort of thing, right. Address though, floorplans, pictures... Lapine could quickly scan through the files as they came in, and-<br/><br/>Wait, pain track? And a... mafia-style shakedown of a debtor scenario? And the rig... burnt out? What was this, BTL?! Tabarnak...<br/><br/>Aaah Lapine wasn't liking this already; this was looking more sketch than an art-student's image folder...<br/><br/>BUT it was generally a faux pas to uh, renege on a job once you took it, so...<br/><br/>So, they got a bunch of amateurs for what is basically a torture scene, one of them was a 'regular' however and apparently an idiot who pissed people off, and...<br/><br/><Wait, you hired RUNNERS to do the torturing?!> Lapine noticed the word, and her expression was one of incredulousness and irritatiojn. <Why would you hire RUNNERS and not - oh I don't know - PRO-DOM/MES?!><br/><br/>Well all that said, they had a name, or more likely a handle - Ducky - and a bar they could be hired at, and the only real piece of evidence of the scene being a photo of blood... yeah, that was way more blood than a 'heart attack' she was pretty sure...<br/><br/><Sooo... if I can get on-site, I can do some forensic-y stuff myself...> Lapine mused out loud, and reached out to the rest of her team <So, thoughts on all this? Something tells me either something went wrong with the people they hired,  or... we need to try and get on-site or find this 'ducky' fellow...>