[center][h1][color=007236]Mahendra Huq Zalil[/color][/h1]
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[hr][center][Color=007236]Location:[/color] The Museum -  The Archives
[color=007236][b]Skills:[/b][/color] None[/center][hr]

As more and more of the group gathered in that narrow row, Mahendra felt the tragic scene slowly but surely sink in for him; a known man was dead. And for the American starlet, the realization that she had lost a dear friend; what actress could possibly fake the true sense of grief that she displayed right then and there? With the others starting to tend to Josephine, Mahendra felt convinced that the tears were real. He himself felt of little to no use in taking care of a lady however, leaving that more or less to the others. 

Mahendra's eyes once again fell on the lifeless body, lying in its own pool of blood underneath that divine crate of death. He couldn't help but feel a little frightened of the whole situation; sure they were in an old archive with plenty of crates stacked up high, but for one so massive to suddenly fall and kill a seemingly innocent man? To the superstitious Bengali, this smelled like bad karma, being more than unlucky, or something...something much worse. A shiver going down his spine, Mahendra didn't want to look at Haakon again like this, and did something he perhaps would regret later; taking of his jacket, quickly emptying the most important valueables, and covering Haakon with the jacket. At least now he was covered from prying eyes.

[color=007236]"Yes, agreed. The crates can wait until later. I'll go and inform Mr. Kohns of the...circumstances. I can take the crates afterwards, if the police will allow me."[/color] Mahendra spoke to the group in general, perhaps more so to Neema and Lauren directly. He understood that the crates they were originally searched for were important, but more than the sudden and tragic demise of the journalist? [color=007236]"I'll meet you in Lady Munn's office as soon as I can."[/color] Mahendra said quickly to the rest of the Fellowship, as the Lord Major called them, before making his way past them and quietly saying to Josephine [color=007236]"I'm...I'm sorry..."[/color], then heading for the door.