"Interesting..." Heironymus muttered, stroking his fine chin. 

He had theorized, nay expected to need to go and have a look at the lower hives at some point in this venture. After all, young Leopold was not the only one taken. Simply the only one that was important enough to warrant the Inquisition's notice. But if the records were true, a few hundred in the lower and middle hives had simply disappeared, and the source of the disappearances was likely where they would find their answer. 

"That'll be all, Taq." the Interrogator said. 

"Y-yes sir." He replied, clearly a bit taken aback but not pursing his questioning curiosity any further. Heironymus ordered him to send a message to the Govenor to relay to her all of the current events at to vox him her reply, or anything important for that matter. At that, Heironymus escorted Silvana out of the compound and requisitioned one of the aircars, citing he would return it in good health if he could. 

Heironymus awaited Silvana to enter, and once she did he sped off into the interhive roadways. Vast areas of streamlined steel and structured lights that remained perpetually active, flying by the windshield every other moment. "First we're to go to the runway that leads into the middle hive," Heironymus informed Silvana, speeding past the other aircars leisurely gliding by, as they were doubtless driven by upper classmen with all the time in the world. 

It disgusted Heironymus. Despite no one being around to enforce such things, the nobles also had sacred duties to the Imperium, just as the lower classes did. But these days they made their servants serve as the administration of the entire hive and the various companies within. He would have a serious discussion with Constantina once he saw her again about how her hive was run. But now was not the time to focus on such things. 

Less than an hour later, Heironymus had parked the aircar before the central headquarters of the arbites for Angel Forge. It was a vast steel and stone structure built into the very wall of the Hive City, with an immense garage and a central station upon a high ground, surrounded by curving walls to be a near impregnable defensive location in case of a hive world rebellion or a planetary attack and an invasion of the hive. 

However, it seemed even more militarized than Heironymus had expected, and from where he had stopped the aircar, he could see arbites being trained and patrolling the compound as if they were already at war. It took him a moment to recall the news of the Adeptus Arbites commander than had recently come planetside. 

The guard arbites at the front asked for their names and business, but Heironymus simply gave the man a look at the seal of the Inquisition. He blanched at the symbol, utterly awestruck. "Yes, this way sir." he said, and called for the inner gates to be opened. The iron blast doors slowly embarking separately with an audible heaviness to their movements. The Interrogator and Astropath could see the military grade inner workings of the compound from here, with various barracks laid out within a grid and the complex across the central garage where the Rhinos and Chimeras were parked. Heironymus was surprised to see two Leman Russ tanks in good working order. 

Once they were led into the complex, Heironymus and Silvana found themselves within a massive baroque hall, and a sliding door slipping open to reveal a muscled, grim man wearing the telltale carapace armor of the adeptus arbites, his eyes and upperface masked by a dark visor. The [i]Adeptus[/i] Arbites were a step above the local planetary arbites or the PDF forces, or even guardsmen. They were much like Inquisitors, spreading the will of the Emperor across the Galaxy and upholding the law on those who had broken it, regardless of rank. This must be the one that he had heard of earlier. Herold Ortega. 

"Commander Ortega, this is-" 

"Interrogator Heironymus Baldemar, and my colleague," Heironymus declared, allowing Silvana to introduce herself if she so wished. "Your reputation proceeds you, sir. I hope we have not come at a bad time." 

Silence followed, and the young inquisitor could tell that through that grim and brutal visage, he was being calculated and appraised with a hard intellect. The voice that came out of his scowling visage was rough. "Never a bad time to meet an Inquisitor," he said. Heironymus couldn't tell if he was joking. "What can we do for you?" 

"Have you seen this symbol before?" Heironymus asked him, showing him the datapad. "I tell you now, it is of upmost importance." 
[@Penny]