[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] N/A[hr][hr][/center] 

[color=#7E5C65]"You what?"[/color] 

Robert had been quietly continuing to listen to Adeliade's explainations of what had happened the past days, walking back and forth in close proximiy to where his boss was seated, never out of sigh for too long. Grieving widows and people like that, they needed to be looked after, some with more care and compassion than others, some just in case they were lying their asses off. Adelaide was of the first, and Robert was geniunely hoping there was something he could do to help. But it was at the end, the part where she offered him a job in doing some good old digging, that he realized what she had said. 

[color=#7E5C65]"Hold your horses! You got a package, a real box in the mail from him?"[/color] Robert had to repeat it for himself more than as an actual question, but it sounded too cliché to be true. And yet he couldn't help but believe her. Walking back over to Adelaide, he stood in front of her and looked at her, clearly deep in thought. [color=#7E5C65]"Look Adelaide, I'm not some normal private detective just jumping on the first case I get thrown at me. This...this really isn't my speciality. I deal in insurance fraud, not conspiracy shit like this..."[/color]

Robert sighed deeply, running his hands through his thinning hair and rubbing his eyes. Crouching down in front of her, he tried to look her in the eyes. [color=#7E5C65]"But if that's what you want me to do, then fine, I'll do some digging. I just hope neither of us gets fucked over sideways because of this..."[/color] This really wasn't what he was supposed to do. Having gone from making sure some ancient book wasn't fraudulently misplaced to investigating murders and conspiracies? What on Earth was he doing? But maybe, just maybe, this was the little piece of excitement the desk-chained fraud-investigator needed?

[color=#7E5C65]"I might as well work on both cases as long as I can. Firstly, where's the package you got from Lawson? I need to see it if I'm gonna know where to dig. Secondly, you think I can get in contact with Wentworth? I need to know from someone tech-wize how one could get through their systems for that book. I'll do what I can do, even if I only deal in insurance normally."[/color]