He nodded, listening to every single word that she spoke, all the way down to where she complained about how the police were. Arturo seconded that opinion, nodding as she gave her reasoning to him. His head tilted, fingers tapping against the table as he listed possible solutions to her little problem. There were no leads, nowhere to start. There was nothing, and yet he still couldn't help but consider helping her. The hacker typed on his phone, projecting his words on the screen of his mask, "[color=8dc73f]cctv footage. laptop cameras. go to the crime scenes yourself and pick up anything that could b useful. pigs r only persistent when its their lives on the line[/color]."

Arturo shook his head, flashing a quick "[color=8dc73f]oh, no ^ ^''[/color]" on his mask in response to her question. Seeing her leaning closer, the man leaned back to keep a good distance in between them. [i]Five minutes[/i]. "[color=8dc73f]i can go through records later 2night and send them to you. nice doing business with u! ^ ^!![/color]"

The man stood from the table, pocketing the phone whilst giving her a short wave goodbye. He was off, moving quickly; swerving in between people left and right. His hands were clammy, thoughts of backing out running through his mind. What if this investigation wasn't worth it? He shook his head, dashing into the back room where he threw the mask into his bag and wiped the sweat from his forehead. "Hey, Che-Che! Looks like you enjoyed your break, eh?" Gustavo joked, shoving the man. There was nothing but silence. Arturo nodded, tightening the apron around his waist. "Eh- uh. Yeah, Tavo."

During his shift, Arturo whipped around the floor; handing people their meals. Taking their orders. He took a few glances around, spotting Gaela among the many people that sat around, digging into their plates.