"Why would anyone send a terrorist threat this way anymore? There's so much technology to prevent anyone from identifying the handwriting, or the target, or the organization, but they didn't use any of those countermeasures. I don't understand. It's like they want to be caught." Ruth says as she trolls the internet for every mention of anti-monarchist terrorist cells that would be capable of carrying out such an attack.
"It doesn't make any sense, I know. I'm checking the CCTV to see if anyone may have been watching the royal residences or if they actually got into the grounds long enough to plant a bomb there." Malcolm says sitting at his computer.
"I'm sure this is going to be a long few days. There are so many anti-monarchy groups that could be behind this. I'm not sure if we can find them all in time. My stress levels have shot up about 15 notches already and I haven't even been here that long. Malcolm take a look at this for me. The note has wrong grammar and spelling all over the place. This is not a sophisticated, educated person, but the operation is very sophisticated, so something doesn't jive with this." Ruth creases her brow as she analyzes the note.
Malcolm leans over the back of Ruth's chair to look at what she's seeing. "You're right. So, either the note is fake or the threat is a fake and we need to know which and quickly. This just seems odd. It doesn't seem to be a usual type of threat. Something is wrong." Malcolm walks back to his desk.
"I'll go update Harry on what we suspect about this threat." Ruth picks up a couple of files and a red pen.