@RBYDark

"Feel free to point me in the right direction if you want. No point going the long way if you know a shortcut." Andrew answered, leading the way outside and to his ride once a time and a meeting place had been set up. No point going to the poorly made, meant to be empty house alone if you didn't need to.

The ride in question was a delivery truck; One that was kept in fairly good condition as well from the looks of it. It wasn't transporting stock at the moment so it was both lighter then normal and free to move quite a large number of people, even if both of those using it were going to be in the front part of the car.

Seumas
The woman behind the desk looks up and is quite flustered at the muscular man in front of her.

"M..may I help you?" She asks, blushing softly as she looks at the papers in front of her. Attempting to hide her flustered nature. The work seems very complicated and incredibly boring.

Amanda and Andrew
The Boston Globe is a tall office building. An inviting exterior and heavily decorated interior shows the amount of wealth and prestige the paper seems to hold. A woman with long black hair and a flowing black dress sits at a small table within the reception area. She is drinking coffee or tea and is talking to a man who is rushing to write down everything she says. The man (Amanda knows him as James) nods to Amanda but does not attempt further communication as he continues writing.

The main help desk is empty but noises of movement can be heard from the back. Two doors are on the left and right of the back of the room. One marked 'Mail Room' the other marked 'Offices and Stairs'.
Behind the desk is another room that looks like a small office, as well as a door labelled 'Bathroom'.

"I was hopin' to find out some information on an old pal o' mine..." Seumas looks down, his face imitating sadness. "I hadnae heard from him for some time and I heard he got locked up here. Last name Macarios. Ring any bells, lass?"

Seumas

"Oh my th..that's dreadful." The woman replied, flicking through a folder in a cupboard beside her. She soon had a page taken out

"Vittario or Gabriela?" She asked looking deeply into the eyes of Seumas, before quickly glancing away, her cheeks bright red.

@RBYDark

Between Andrew's own skill at the wheel and whatever direactions that the reporter wished to give, the two of them were soon standing in the offices of the Boston Globe. Turning to look at Amanda, Andrew politely let her take the lead. After all, she was the one who would have the access and know how to get what they needed.

"Vittario, that's me boy. How's the lad doin'?" Seumas says.

Seumas hides his frustration behind another mockery of sadness. "Aye, right. What about the lad's wife? Reckon she can clue me in on what happened to 'im."

Seumas
"Well she is stable... you have to be sensitive about the subject but she has mentioned a few things to the doctors... oh! what am I doing! I shouldn't be telling you all this" The woman stands up and turns to the door behind her "I'll go get the head doctor, im sure he could be of better help to you"

"What kind of things, lass?" Seumas says hurriedly. "Anything ye could tell would help. I just wanna know what happened to a good family."

Seumas
But unfortunately the woman was already gone. Off to find the head doctor in the back room.

@Bright_Ops

Amanda had given a few shortcuts to reduce the driving time but otherwise, Andrew had seemed quite competent. In fact, he was quite good in her opinion. But there were other things to attend to.

She nodded politely at James - he seems rather busy with that woman. Does Amanda know her?



And she needs a moment to try to remember whose office is down here.



However, her first instinct is to go upstairs and ask around if someone covered the Macarios story. If so, if they're still working here. The newspaper business is ruthless, and some people just can't stick around. It'd be better to talk to them - they could still have notes and the bits that couldn't be published in a respectable paper such as theirs. "C'mon." She gestures to Andrew to follow her up the stairs. She'll come back down later, of course. If James isn't busy, it can't hurt to ask him as well.