<div class="floatright">(https://data.whicdn.com/images/245201146/superthumb.jpg?t=1466203304)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Gordon Briggs<br/><strong>Nationality:</strong>American<br/><strong>Actions</strong>: Searches<br/><hr/>"I get that feeling as well," Gordon agreed. Not the part about having an aide - he didn't have one of those. Must be an Intelligence thing - but he did agree with the need for leverage. The Captain wouldn't want anything to infringe upon his company's spotless record after all. It was hard to tell whether Ortega was that close to Wilder, but he supposed it couldn't hurt to check.<br/><br/>When the conversation turned to more personal matters, he was ready to answer. "I did. Can't say or sure how long it will take but I got him the message." If he needed to intervene again he would, but for now they would wait until night time at the very least.<br/><br/>But for now, there was the matter of what to do. "Sounds like a plan. The Captain and Wilder's squad, those sound like our best starting points from where we are now. He took the flask, popping open the top for a sip. "That should work," he agreed, holding on to it for now. "You seen everything you need to? I'm ready to get moving." Even if they weren't on a strict time limit, there wasn't much point in hanging around here and letting the trail get colder when there was no reason to.