"Oh, Shaun tried to smash our bank's window with a garbage bin once! Not only that, it wasn't even justified, business is tough on everyone and we had to make amends with the market in order to move ahead with Greene Banking," Harriet would reply. "I doubt that he ever harmed an employee, but seeing as what he did to our window, although it only caused a crack, forced us to rebuild 2 of our windows. To put it simply, Greene Holding's offer to the Eastfield stall owners was very generous and stubborn people like Shaun, who turned down such a large monetary offer are only getting in the way." She seemed to be a bit emotionless over the market, but decades of working behind a counter or taking clients had certainly dealt its pain upon her care for other people.

Just as she concluded her little aside, Jones entered the bank, passing the owner of the license plate to Charles. "As far as I can tell, this Scott Greene fellow is just another outsider, but I've heard about his name before. His marriage with Aileen was broadcast on live TV, since he's set to become the heir of the Greene fortune once Alden and Paul Greene pass away. Oh, and the note...Alex got back to me on that just as I was jogging back to the market, telling me that Shaun's the only person who could have wrote that message." Just as he was about to turn out of the bank with the decisive evidence in hand, a strange man was looking at the bloodstains of Henry's body at the park, wearing a garish brown overcoat over a camouflaged shirt, colored in such a way so that he would be undetectable within a swamp. "What the..." Jones trailed off, carefully walking towards the grey-haired man who had yet to notice the presence of these two officers.