[center][hr][hr][img]https://image.ibb.co/hHTZ3p/pro.gif[/img][hr][color=536d78][b]Date:[/b][/color] Monday May 23rd, 2017[hr][/center]
[color=536d78][b]Flight UA 2199 Gate:[/b][/color] Roy took note of the Cowboy and the fact his hand was coming out from behind his jacket. Gavin extended the now empty hand towards the man and the two shook slightly. "Well ain't that just a barrel of biscuits, nice to meet ya," Gavin said. 

	Roy looked at him oddly and then down at Cecily. "What in the fuck did he just say?" Roy asked and Gavin chuckled. 

	"Means I be surprised is all. Anywho, we gots a body a claim," Gavin said as he placed his hat back on his head and adjusted his pack. Not too far from them was a [url=http://images.amcnetworks.com/blogs.amctv.com/wp-content/uploads/2015/03/the-walking-dead-episode-513-rick-lincoln-2-1200.jpg]man[/url] looking rather upset, holding a small sign up that read [i]Cecily Ashworth[/i]. He looked like he hadn't slept or had a chance to shave in the last day or two. Wearing jeans, boots, and a t-shirt. 

	"You know that one?" Roy asked as Gavin tugged on the cops sleeve and pointed him out. Roy gave the man a hard stare and then looked down towards Cecily. The man looked like a roughed up version of the image Natasha had had on her phone for her fiance Lincoln Roberts. 

[color=536d78][b]Flight MSS 1 Hanger:[/b][/color] "Aww hell, okay boss," Claire said as she was instructed to speak in English sine Keystone didn't speak the language. "Might want to pick it up," she added with a bit of a chuckle when she looked over towards Keystone. It was true. The man was working for a man that spoke Spanish, hired a lot of kin, and had a heavy amount of people speaking the language. Not to mention it was spoken through out the US. Spanish was a language to know if you were on US turf. 

	"With ya as long as you'll be having me. Was told by office to do whatever the boss asks. I can get you to a book store if you want," she added. Waiting for them to get in the vehicle before pulling up the information on the book store and then starting out of the hanger. Claire drove.... wildly to put it nicely. It wasn't as out there as some drove but the woman knew how to handle city traffic that was for sure a she drove. 

	"Don't know nothing about no Grimm but this book shop I do be knowing. It was in the news last month," she started before informing the men she was escorting around, for lack of a better term, that a book had been supposedly stolen from the store and there was a lot of investigating going on about it. A lot of people were doubting the book even existed and if the owner could prove that it did, it would mean the insurance company would have to pay out millions for its loss. 


[color=536d78][b]Grimm, Indiana - Forest:[/b][/color] Tim nodded. "I think so," he said as he took his hat off and rubbed the sweat from his brow. The fire might have been out at this point but it was still hot and steamy because of it and would continue to be probably until late in the night. "I wonder who they were," he added. 

	Being a small town had its advantages. It also had its draw backs. One of the main ones was that it hadn't exactly caught up with the Twenty-First Century technology wise. Sure people had cell phones and computer access but the local governments were still running most things off pencil and paper. In other words there was no quick way to identify the bodies. To find out why the plane was there, or anything else. That would take time. 

	Bill walked over as he sighed. "I contacted Fisher Funeral Home, they will come collect the bodies and transport them for us. David is out local coroner now that his father passed away last month. Man is fickle, doesn't want to work in the county coroner office to study bodies but I can't say I blame him. His place is more advanced than the counties," Bill said as the firemen kept working to take care of the remains of the fire and make sure things stayed under control. 

	The one that had smiled towards Priya off the back of the truck was there. Coming over with a large chainsaw. "Might wanna take a step back," he said before putting the earplugs in his ears and motioning towards the tree which had pinned down one half of the woman's body. It would have to be cut away for them to get her the rest of the way out.