Her Ladyship had handed him a sheet of paper with a number at the top. He was to dig up as much as he could about who it was and spend as much money as he needed if he had to find out what it was.
John had called this before leaving. He should contact the island and see if progress had been made on getting into his personal files as well. The sooner the better. She was going to take Gordon to dinner and try to calm him.
He should call as soon as he found anything.
So he bought something to eat and set about the task at hand inside of the pink vehicle. It was going to be a long task, he knew that from the moment he was handed the paper—any one worth their salt in this game bounced a signal or calls through a dummy, which meant a lot of digging and a lot of waiting.
So while that was ticking over on the laptop, he called the island to see what they had.
Brains answered; everyone else was 'busy' apparently. Not that it mattered, because it was Brains who had his answers.
He and Eos had been working through John's files. He had been talking to someone who was going by 'Naunet'. Brains explained he didn't think it was their actual name; apparently that was the name of some old god of something or…
Parker didn't understand, nor did he really care, in truth—all that mattered to him was that it was a cover name, which meant even more work for him. He sighed, thinking of the mounting work as Brains continued to inform him of the god.
The laptop next to him pinged, and he frowned at it. It should have taken longer follow the line. He turned to it properly and poked the screen. The address was local. Really local. A computer cafe not more than five minutes down the road and that was it, nothing else was on the line.
He frowned before telling Brains to call him should he find anything of note, but for the moment, he needed to call her Ladyship with something important.
Once he had hung up, he sat thinking. It was five minutes away and possibly a false line. It seemed wrong to bother her and Master Gordon over a possible dead end. No, he would look into this himself to be sure. He had a name, at least that—in theory—he could trace.