She offed her old man? Nate tilted the his head at Christi as he looked her over. She didn't look like much. Certainly not like a killer. But then she wasn't the first kid he had heard of killing an aabusive parent. There was only so far you could push a person before they push back. And the harder you push someone the harder they pushed back. Nate was rather proud of her actually. Maybe killing her old man was a little excessive but he wasn't the one being abused so who was he to judge? He made a mental note to give her some numbers to call after this was all finished. He imagined there wasn't much support for abused kids out on the sticks.

At the mention of Julian Guiderone, Nate seemed to lose all interest in Christi and his head snapped around to Eli. His brow furrowed as he tried to put a face to that name. It sounded vaguely familiar but he couldn't for the life of him think why. It was like a mental itch he just couldn't scratch. Eli mentioning that the man was a ghost eased his mind slightly but not enough that he felt comfortable. He would have to do some digging of his own. Just to see if his contacts could pull up something Eli's hadn't. It wasn't that he didn't trust Eli...He just didn't trust anyone...Including Eli.

"None of it makes any sense." Nate mused, more to himself than talking to anyone else. "Why would he want us all together? He obviously wants to use us for something...Either that or they just want to get us all in one place so it's easier to take us all out" He said it in a very matter of fact manner and it was one he had actually used himself, but upon seeing the faces of some of the others, he laughed awkwardly and added "...But I'm sure it's not that."