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[b][i]Date:[/i][/b] Monday May 22nd, 2017[/h3][/center][center][hr] [@Sigil] [@Morose] [@Dragoknighte] [@FantasyChic] [@Nallore][/center][hr][hr]
	
	[b][color=ed1c24]Queensguard Research:[/color][/b] "I see, well you are not the only one," Wentworth responded before looking over at the bar tender. "This woman could use a replacement beverage, something you should have attended to already considering you had just witnessed her last one being spilt," he added before turning his attention back towards her and his brow perking a bit. "Yes, it was. I will not fault her though. She was a woman of marginal success in her craft. Yet now that she has perished there is no reason for Queenguard to continue to be associating with such ruffians," he said.

	There was a bit of disdain in his voice. Whether that was something new or just how his voice was all the time, was yet to be seen. The bar keep quickly remade the drink that had been ordered and slid it across the bar top over to her with his apologies. Wentworth tapped his ring against the side of his own glass a few times, seemingly starting to run out of patience at the bar tender for taking so long to do his job. Up in the security office the screens flashed again and then went dark. 

	[b][color=ed1c24]Inside the Heads Of The Insane:[/color][/b] Marc kept listening on the other side of the line, modding to himself as he made some notes down on the piece of paper. Every so often looking over at the door of Queensguard. "Right okay. I suggest letting the police know what is going on. I cannot get away for the time. It sucks but I am kind of in the middle of something I can't get away from. Trust me if it wasn't life or death I would. I will be by to see you as soon as I can. Be safe," he said before hanging up the phone and letting out a frustrated breath. 

	Down in the main front room the police were arriving and Nurse Cratty kept eying the phone at the front desk she stood behind. Right then she was bent on keeping them occupied and out, that was until they heard otherwise. "What can I do for you?" she asked the officers as they came into the building. 

	Risa kept an eye out as they pulled up to a warehouse and Lucas parked the car. [color=a187be]"He's a prince in my book,"[/color] she said as she opened the car door and stepped out. 

	"And shes my queen. So come on princess, let's go see your friend," he said as he climbed out as well and glanced around. His hand resting on his back and beneath his coat as Risa looked over towards the door of the warehouse. The door slowly opened and a woman came into sight. Blue eyes, tanned skin, blonde hair, and taunt muscles. 

	"And I'm a fucking goddess. Mine getting the bat shit out of sight?" she asked before stepping back into the building. A laugh could be heard inside. It was Cynthia giggling away. Inside she had what remained of a an on the ground. What he used to look like was anyones guess. It seemed she had been painting a very pretty picture with him. 

	[b][color=ed1c24]A Safehouse in the Deadlight District:[/color][/b] Roy nodded towards Riley. "Sounds good, if you need anything let me know," he said before turning his attention back towards the screen and continuing to watch. The discussion got a bit more heated before it calmed down. "Ugh if only there was some audio that we could hear or could see their mouths better," he grumbled under his breath. 

	Shaking his head he leaned back and took a sip of his soda, glad his mouth was now calming down but the carbonation burned a bit thanks to the amount of hot sauce that had been on the wings and the heat they had been on it. The woman finally turned to start heading out of the warehouse and [url=https://media2.s-nbcnews.com/j/MSNBC/Components/Video/151019/tdy_guth_molly_151019.today-inline-vid-featured-desktop.jpg]her face[/url] could be seen. It was a very well known face, even outside of Justice. Regina Eilheart. 

	She left the building quickly and within a short time later Lawson was entering the scene. Roy nearly choked on his drink when he saw her on the screen. "Well shit..." he spat as he wiped away from the cola from his chin. That was something he hadn't expected.