<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>: Interview<br/><hr/>With their inspection done, the team moved on to the next location for their investigation. The body was retrieved, and would be waiting for them back at the base. Not that that specifically was much of a concern of his. He wasn't the one who would go chopping into the cadaver, after all. But if it made things easier later on then there was no point in saying anything negative about it.<br/><br/>The Soviet HQ was kind of what he expected it to be like. Dark, a lot of cigarette smoke, a lot of typewriters. He could imagine what was going on in this building right now, but he also knew that he had to stay focused on his job. Communism was something for other people to handle.<br/><br/>Arriving in the office of the Lieutenant-Inspector, his opinion improved slightly. If only because it did not have the same sort of oppressive atmosphere to it. Likely by design, just as the man himself was very swift to be accommodating. For now Gordon resolved to keep things professional, and relatively swift.<br/><br/>Letting his companions get the first word in, Gordon would soon speak up. "So Inspector," he said. "When did the crime come to the attention o the authorities? That seems like the sort of place where a murder could go unnoticed for a while."