Gavin nodded, swallowing another mouthful of sandwich. “Yes,” he said, wiping the crumbs from his moustache, “it would do us good to have a more educated opinion on both the culprit and his method. Paying Mr. Eadore a visit is still very much on the to do list. You should tag along, Park. It would be good to have a man educated in the ways of the human mind about to aid our little investigation. That is, to say, if you don’t have other pressing matters to attend to?”

Out of the corner of his eye, Gavin saw Abby look to him with the wink and the smile. He noticed at first that the expression was a wilted, half-hearted one, and then it soon brightened into a bow of pleasantness that lit up her entire face. Gavin was no expert in reading emotion, at least not any more than any other average person, but he thought he had a fairly good idea of what weighed on Abby’s mind. 

The road that the small trio was now pursuing could end several different ways, but it ultimately came down to two major outcomes—that though a dullard, Sylus Adams had carried out his crimes on his own accord, as was believed, or something more sinister had taken place. 

Gavin gave Abby a knowing, thin lipped smile in return. He wished nothing more than to have this strange circumstance behind them, and the rest of the crew aboard the [i]Copernicus[/i]. There was too much to be done, too much at stake, for the last sliver of humanity to be worried about a cold-hearted killer and rapist having his shadow still lingering amongst them.

Pushing the small remainder of his sandwich away, Gavin shrugged. “I’m ready whenever you all are. I’ll admit, I’m hoping against all hope that in this instance I end up just looking paranoid.”