<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>: The scene of the deed<br/><hr/>Holding back a sigh, Gordon rubbed his jaw as they were led to where the body had been. Unfortunately it seemed like the weather was conspiring against them, having reduced this spot to a mess of dirt and other accumulated materials that obliterated whatever physical traces there would have been of the committed crime. Things just didn't seem to want to be easy, did they.<br/><br/>With that a bust for the moment, he instead turned to Steiner. What Stranski had said before came back to mind. Might as well take the opportunity to look into that while there was still a chance. Especially with the crime scene looking like this.<br/><br/>Approaching the Constable, he put on an affectionable smile, one that was almost conspiratorial in nature. "True, a lot of suspicious people in places like this," he agreed with a nod. "But from what I've been led to understand you've worked this area for quite a while. Long enough that you're probably pretty informed about the goings on even if you're not patrolling in person."<br/><br/>Saying nothing about the cigarette, he pushed on. "If that's the case, would you happen to know who the main groups are that use this place for black market deals? Or any of them connected enough to be able to get their hands on and move X-Tech? Easier than trying to dig something out of this weather." He gestured back to the site of the body, and the mess that was currently there.<br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Spoiler: Click to Show/Hide</div><div class="spoiler_body">Social Contest: (Hometown Charm) 2d6 (6) +2d6 (6) = 12<br/>Looking to get information </div></div>