[h1][b][i][color=39b54a][center]Felix Hausten[/center][/color][/i][/b][/h1]
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[center]Location: Boston Heights [/center]

He listened to Marc with a slight tilting of his head, listening closely. Died to the hands of an arms dealer? he didn't know, but Felix has a suspicion that it wasn't just an arms dealer that killed Lawson. If he was a soldier, such a trained professional, he probably couldn't be so easily killed by a two bit criminal. [color=39b54a]"how peculiar...I didn't realise he was killed by an arms dealer, I thought it would be someone more...professional"[/color]

He pocketed the die, a bit embarassed from bringing out the object but if it wasn't what they needed he guessed he better just keep trying to figure out how to convince Marc he could be of some help. Wait...Car crash?

He looked to Riley and scratched his head slightly. [color=39b54a]"So you're saying is...you were also targetted? Recently, barely a few days ago, I was attacked after dinner by a man who told me to keep my nose out of all this...so just talking to you both is a danger to me from the sounds of things"[/color]