Mary had slipped silently away whilst the Inquisitor was answering questions, she was finding out her own answers over Vox frequency. "Father..." she said as the static-ridden face of an old man with cybornetic eyes and a long, white, scraggly beard appeared on her remote Vox Caster that she had managed to hook into the comm-system of the base.

"Lassie, that you?" replied the old, grizzled voice. "Ah thought the Inquisition had-" she cut him off as she was in a hurry.

"43 seconds till they find out what i'm doing, I need to know about a Psyker that House Mercator is hiding. Possibly aligned with Chaos." she said.

"Alrighty, Lass, i'll pull what ah can and send it to an old buddy in Mercator." he said. "He'll be easy to spot, call him Longhorn." he said, she immediately shut off the transmission as the timer reached 5 seconds. She let out a deep sigh before slipping back into the room, un-noticed and nodded to Yoheved. The pair then followed the Inquisitor to his Chimera and sat with him as the Chimera set off down the tunnel.

"My lord, I am afraid that I have been a little naughty and did a little digging of my own on the hive towers around this area with out last contacts on Necromunda." Mary said "We... Have managed to find a gang that is still loyal in their faith to the Immortal God Emperor that they are willing to sell information to his fist." she said. "If I may, when we arrive, I will head off to meet them, alone, and take the information. Do I reward their loyalty with their lives? Or should I end their pathetic existance for defying the laws of the holiest?" she asked with a sinister smile, hoping he said the latter.