<div class="floatleft"> ](http://i180.photobucket.com/albums/x94/Shadowphile/ebfa601f-dfb0-4557-a153-6bcc6b23c97f_zpsztcnqyvk.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Liam Kithcannon<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Persidia on Mars - Sheriff's Office<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>The crew and the sheriff<br/><strong>Doing:</strong>Getting down to business<br/><br/>"I'll go over the files, looking for commonalities," Liam said.  He looked at the sheriff.  "Fresh eyes."  He didn't think the sheriff hadn't done his job but the man likely had no formal investigative training and Liam was an ex-cop, even if it had been in the k-9 division.  He didn't object when Miyako announced that she was accompanying the medic.  What would be the point?  Miyako could clearly handle herself and telling them that two women were likely to attract the wrong kind of attention would be an insult to their professionalism.  He was here as part of the team, not its leader.<br/><br/>He'd focus on the disappearing pets, mapping them against a map of the outpost.  Maybe dating the disappearances would show a pattern of movement, a hunting range of sorts.  Adding the disappearances of the miners would let him know if the vanishings were accelerating, traveling or just plain random.  He wasn't expecting random.<br/>