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[url=https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=3f_-0mC3i8s][sub]♫ 10.000 Bullets (Tsukiyo ni Saraba) OST - Target[/sub][/url]

	The expression on Lawrence's face was relaxed and friendly as Olivia responded back to him, clearly showing she was glad to be of assistance. From what he could make of her appearance, she seemed to be some sort of scientist or doctor -- she had fairly basic clothing consistent of a blouse and jeans, but it was the white coat worn over them that immediately stuck out in his mind as someone who worked in one of those professions. She had a kind expression on her face too, so she came across as quite approachable. This was not so different to the way Lawrence himself came across, even if his physical appearance was a bit more threatening than the personality he presented to others.

	"I'm probably repeating myself, since you might have heard me just now, but my name is Lawrence Cody and I'm a travelling journalist." he said, repeating a greeting somewhat similar to the one he had spoken to the man before and giving the impression that he had to introduce himself like this quite a lot during his work.

	Olivia's assumption about what the tall stranger wanted was completely accurate. Without really giving any further delay, Lawrence held his hand out and offered Olivia a copy of the same photograph he had previously handed the man. It depicted a young man who was likely in his early twenties, and - exactly as Lawrence had told the other person he handed the photo to - there was also a contact phone number on the back of the photograph, alongside the words 'Lawrence Cody (Freelance Journalist)'. The picture itself was clear and very easy to see the details of, meaning that if Olivia encountered the young man shown she would have no difficulty recognizing him as the person Lawrence was looking for.

	"As I just mentioned before, I'm looking for the person in this photograph. I'm quite certain they are somewhere in Paris right now, but this city is huge..." Lawrence explained, speaking as though he tended to be very professional and work-focused most of the time, more or less repeating what he had said previously, "If you find any information, would you call the number on the back there? I'm offering compensation to anyone who can assist us."

	Lawrence had found throughout his career that networking across a city for leads like this had usually payed off much better than simply searching on his own with his daughter. He had enough money to pay those who actually did provide him with some sort of viable lead regarding where the young man in the photograph was located, so it was mostly a matter of time and patience. At the same time, he would continue his own scouting alongside his daughter. Granted, it would have been a lot easier for him if someone he showed the picture to had encountered the target already.

	While the discussion was going on, Colleen was still enjoying her burger, occasionally shifting her emerald eyes in the general direction of her father and the young woman he was talking to. At this point, she was mostly just minding her own business, but she made sure to listen to the conversation to an extent.