The moment Dean lowered his eyes, Simon Travers knew instantly that he had managed to hit a raw nerve with Dean and his assumptions that Mika was his weak leak was indeed true, and proving as such more and more as they spoke together. He watched on as Dean was visibly eating up his bullshit story about a wife that he never even had, but always had a solid story incase he was ever in this situation. He knew as well as the other skinwalkers in this town that going for a sob story was the first and usually best way to try and get out of a sticky situation with a hunter. Especially the young ones. He internally sighed with relief when Dean agreed at this point to untie his arms and give him some kind of freedom, even if it wasn't full freedom. His plan was clearly working and he knew now it was only a matter of time. "got it, I wont run" he told him as Dean walked round and released his arms, making him lift them and rub his wrists. Feeling the gun still against his back however, he knew he still had some way to go to really break down those barriers of suspicion that Dean had. He pulled his wallet out of his inside jacket pocket, opening it and pulling out a photo of himself and his 'wife'. His arm round her waist as he was clearly sat with her on a bench either in a garden or a park, the close up of the photo was difficult to work out the location. Both had broad smiles on their faces. THe woman in question had blonde hair and hazel green eyes, a slender looking woman but someone who looked like they had a successful life and career behind them, just like Travers did. "This is her" he said, handing Dean the photograph. ---- Whilst Dean was getting more information out of Travers, Mika had made her way to the solicitors where he supposedly worked and although she was in casual clothing, she did use her FBI badge to gain the trust of the receptionist and get more information on the man. She managed to get his full address with relative ease from her and headed straight back to her car, where she drove to the house in question. It was only a few minutes away from town, which she was glad about. Pulling up to the side of the street outside the house, looked out her window at it, feeling like something was just off about this whole place. She got out of her car and headed up the driveway, reaching the house where she did a scope around and saw no one else in the house which she thought wasn't entirely unsual if both partners worked. She found a back door and pick locked her way inside, thankful that she always had her picklocking kit in her jeans pocket and got inside quietly. Walking around nothing felt like a woman actually lived here which seemed incredibly strange to her if he was supposedly married as he said. She did a thorough walk through and some digging around when the realisation suddenly hit her. It was all a lie.... "bollocks..." she cursed, pulling her phone out and giving Dean a call.