For his part Jean remained impassive throughout Ursa and Emmett’s explanations, silently chewing his tobacco and mentally jotting down any useful information. There wasn’t much to go off, even for a sleuth such as himself. The proffered dossier that the two spoke of gave the cowboy little confidence, a contract to kill from Bob would do them little service in hunting down the criminal overlord, moreover it would serve well as evidence to convict Emmett above all else. The number on the other hand, a method of contacting Bob, or at least his associates could be a vital first step in closing the investigation. Something well worth their while.
 
	[color=0072bc]“Sounds like a reasonable enough strategy to me. At least for now. We’ll ‘ave to be careful not to tip em off though. Once Bob gets wind of someone getting close to his operation he likes making short em, I imagine we ain’t much different.. We’ve gone n’ lost more’n one sheriff an’ deputy to that bastard. An’ I ain’t keen to join th’ ranks of th’ fallen. To make matters worse he’s already got y’all two in his sights.”[/color] Jean turned to Emmett, an odd, easy going grin on his face. [color=0072bc]“We’ll see what happens partner, chances are if Bod’s dead it won’t matter to me who pulled th’ trigger. Long as he’s good n’ iced.”[/color]

	The cowboy was distracted from the assassin at that moment, when the young girl in the petal dress spoke up, her eyes dramatically changing color throughout the course of her declaration. Removing the well chewed cigarette from his mouth Jean cast an appraising glance towards Ursa, wondering how much more she’d been lying about in regards to Theonia, and her young passenger. Deciding against calling Ursa on it just then Jean nodded to the girl, recognizing the passion for justice and vengeance from his own childhood horror. His was his family, but to have one’s entire home system eradicated in a genocidal slaughter, that was another thing entirely.

	[color=0072bc]“I won’t deny ya miss, in fact I recommend it.” [/color]He vowed, rubbing his hands together. [color=0072bc]“I reckon it’s nothing short of a miracle you got out alive, perhaps in part to miz Cooper’s aid. That invasion fleet looked mighty powerful, especially considerin’ it’s operated an’ funded by a criminal syndicate.” [/color]Jean thought for a moment, eyeing the Theonian girl curiously. [color=0072bc]“Say, I know it might hard to think about, but do you have any notions as to why they might’ve attack y’all? Any reason or suspicion you might’a heard from someone? It seems strange an’ counterproductive to me at least, to attack a one hoss system like Theonia, just to remove a population. There has to be some logical explanation behind it.”
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