[color=39b54a]"That was it."[/color] the older man acknowledges, snapping his fingers for dramatic effect. Brenner examines the window from closely a moment then begins to make his way around the room, closely observing every item they did not bring with them [color=39b54a]"No signal interference out here you know."[/color] he states [color=39b54a]"If anyone wanted to spy on these rooms they could do it with an electromagnetic probe"[/color] the man raves, checking underneath a lamp for something [color=39b54a]"Be the perfect place for an ambush, small town like this? be destroyed overnight by a freak forest fire and nothing could be done to prove it was anything other than a tragedy."[/color] he laughs crazily [color=39b54a]"Or not, hard to say for sure."[/color] he tacks on to the end, ceasing his paranoid babbling and returning to his normal behavior [color=39b54a]"Anybody got a pen?"[/color]