[hr][hr][center][h1][b][i][color=#7E5C65]Robert Adler[/color][/i][/b][/h1]
[img]https://vignette.wikia.nocookie.net/24wikia/images/9/9f/Morrison.jpg/revision/latest?cb=20070412082437[/img][hr][b] [color=#7E5C65]Location:[/color][/b] Chicago (Grimaldi Books)
[b][color=#7E5C65]Skills:[/color][/b] People-Reading[hr][hr][/center]

If Robert was able to take anything from the conversation the others were having in the book store, was that Adelaine wasn't taking shit from nobody. Not even from two buff guys with private-security credentials, apparently, who were asking about the death of her ex-husband. Robert hadn't known about that, or in the paper-equivelant of the Tower of Babel he hadn't thought about it, but that some serious business if it were true. And why were they asking her about it?

Robert couldn't but look at the two men confused at what they were, or the one Hispanic guy was suggesting. Connected murders, a string of them? Robert wondered if the two were lying or up to no good asking questions like that, especially since they were private security and neither cops or private detectives. Robert gave them both a good look, looking for the tell-tale signs of someone lying or obscuring the truth. He'd seen it many times before, but the more he looked at them, the less he got from his lackluster examination. So instead he started sipping his hot cup of coffee while he looked back and forth Adelaide and Caeser. [color=#7E5C65]"Excuse me if I'm interrupting you two, but should I leave and continue my own missing-book-investigation somewhere else? It sounds like this is something I really shouldn't be part of."[/color]