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[b][i]Date:[/i][/b] Saturday May 13th, 2017[/h3][/center][center][hr][@POOHEAD189] [@Sigil] [@Morose] [@Dragoknighte] [@Nallore] [@Scallop] [@Pundii][/center][hr][hr]

	[@Dragoknighte] - Looking outside Mali is able to see a few places that look like someone tried to get in - all on the back side of the apartments and not the side facing the street where the cops are. It doesn't look like there was any pattern but from what you can see it looks like the following apartments were either broken into, were tried to be broken into, or had at least been at one point - almost every one in Mali's building; 2A where the Whites Live, 2C where Lana lives and Lyle once lived, and her own 2B. The other buildings seem to be have left alone right now. Oddly it doesn't seem like Lorna and Alicia's place was hit. The only apartment hit outside of Mali's building was 3A - JD's apartment. (Each of the apartments have been empty practically all day.)

[hr][hr][center][h1][b][i]Detective Roy Gregory[/i][/b][/h1][img]http://data.whicdn.com/images/65752906/large.gif[/img][hr][b]Location:[/b] Justice Memorial; Room 2319
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	Roy nearly went white when he heard the word that Wallace was trying to get out of his mouth. The old man blinked once towards Cecily and then passed back out. It seemed that just getting that little bit of information out was more than his old body could take after everything that had happened to him in the last twelve hours. If only he could actually get out more than just half of a slurred word right then but he couldn't. 

	It didn't matter, the way the color flushed from Detective Gregory's it was more than obvious that the man knew something. Stepping over to the door he pulled it open and looked at the uniformed police officer. "Gleason, go on and get some coffee. Tank and I got this covered for a bit, we aren't going anywhere soon. Might as well get a break and something to eat," Roy said and Gleason seemed more than happy to not have to be standing at that door a moment longer than he needed to.

	Closing the door carefully he looked around and grabbed his note pad and pen out of his pocket and scribbled down on the pad quickly before holding it up for Cecily and Tank to read. [i]Check for bugs! We need a clean room.[/i] - Once he was sure they read it he slipped the pad back into his pocket and started searching the room. The place was anything but clean, it seemed there were several problems. The one that Roy found was a jacker to clone cell phones with. Roy turned his off quickly and crushed the bug under his foot. There were others as well that Tank and Cecily would come across. One was a mic that has some type of remote transmission on. The other was hooked up to Wallace's pain med drip - there was some type of vial that looked like if it was tampered with it could be triggered to go straight into his veins.