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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] Elizabeth eyed Wentworth for a moment before turning her attention back to McCormick and the others. They seemed to exchange a series of looks between each other but didn't say anything as of yet. Wentworth on the other hand was paying attention to Mali currently. "Yes..." he answered simply. Stepping a little closer to her and partially passed her he lowered his voice a bit. "Try to make sure it isn't your last," he said. Whether he was trying to warn her that this place was dangerous or just that he wouldn't mind seeing her again at the place was left up to interpretation. 

	Time was moving quickly but the system was not back online as of yet. Everything was still down and it seemed as if there was an interruption somewhere security couldn't figure out from where other than it was coming from the complex. Inside or out was yet to be determined. They were having to move off MSS's personal satellites right then, not the Queensguard system. 

	The group with Elizabeth moved off to a table and sat down out of ear rang from Wentworth and Mali, Wentworth seemed to be going down a bit of memory lane, he was speaking about his son. Talking about how he had been one hell of a computer expert and how he had hoped that he would take over the business one day. 

	Outside of the main complex a car pulled up to the gate and a woman handed over her invitation. [color=a187be]Alexandria Benson and Marcus Debuz,"[/color] she said as she looked out of the car. 

	[b][color=ed1c24]A Safehouse in the Deadlight District:[/color][/b] "I understand and yes this thing is fucking huge. It all started with two sisters..." Roy explained before going into Danica and Peyton, the two that had kicked it off and Boston Heights, where Riley lived being a main murder point. "Come on, lets get inside and I can explain more," he said before turning back. He wasn't keeping Riley out of this point. Hell she already knew all this. 

	Stepping inside he glanced over at Riley and gave her a bit of a nod. "Hey girl, sorry about that." He walked over and sat down before rubbing his face, this was a lot to fill his new Partner in on. "Danica Graves, she lived in Boston Heights. She apparently moved here to find out what happened to her sister Peyton. Different last names so no one knew. Thing was I was on Peytons case and made to cover shit up. Danica was thrown off the top of the building across the street, or fell off, it's all a blur. That was when I had enough, I couldn't keep it up anymore. After Danica died, more shit started to happened. It was like a snow ball effect. That was when Lawson got killed, Lawson was married to a girl that went to High School with Riley here. Tinder went to the same High School with them," he explained. There was so much to cover. 

	"What hadn't hit was that the man that Riley killed, the serial killer Chris Malony, Riley... You remember his older sister Melissa?" he asked as he looked over to her. Melissa had gone to Grimm High as well, but she graduated eight years before them. She had died during her graduation trip to Egypt. Bombing in Cairo, only ashes were returned. "She... She's Regina Eilheart, the media mogul," he let out as he opened the lap top and pointed to the screen where she was walking out of the warehouse before Lawson arrived that day. "She's obviously not dead."

	[b][color=ed1c24]Justice Asylum:[/color][/b] Nurse Cratty was glad that the doctor was taking over on this. It would be easier to listen and see what the doctor was saying to know what could be repeated and figure out maybe what couldn't. "Yes, please, tell me what happened," the police officer said as his partner called things in. The forensics department would need to get in there, not only to get the body but any evidence. 

	"Are there cameras?" he asked. Cratty looked over towards the doctor and shook her head slightly. Yes they had cameras but they had been messing up since the break out the day before, nothing was getting recorded. A memo had gone out about it but Cratty wasn't sure if the doctor had had a chance to read it as of yet. 

	"They are down, state funds don't really call for emergency tech teams to get in here and fix it. We get repairs about as often as you get raises," Cratty said in a huff. 

	The cop nodded. "So never," he said with a smirk before looking back at the doctor. "Well just tell me as best you can what went down here."