The two fleeing people were gathering their courage, they decided to take the role that life has thrown them. At the same time, the enemies were closer then they could think.<br/><br/>Diplomacy roll, DC 15, to make the cops very motivated to help:<br/>Roll 1: 10. success.<br/><br/>Wheels of so called 'justice' were sped forward, and just a few seconds later their landlord received electronic mail that had a blurred photo of Bloodsword and Chronos included. Of course he was too busy watching the super-popular gameshow in which random people are dropped in an exotic country, with no money or documents, and compete for the grand prize. It took him till the super exoticaly long commercial break to switch his machine back to PC mode and check the mail.<br/>The two agents and Richard were still waiting for the results. It was obvious that a few of the law-men were quite excited about Blake and made no qualms about getting extra work. "Hm, yeah, doesn't seem... Maybe they're not in this state? You'd have to fly else..." A mail came back, making the officer smile most sweetly at Blake. "We have them!" He stood upright and almost saluted at the agent, earning a few giggles from his colleagues. "Um yes..." He pouted. "They're at the 'fair tree' motel at the edge of this very town. Just a walk away from here..."