Jack waited patiently at the door as he heard footsteps approach. Gun at his hip and ready for the suspect to flee like what usually happens. Badge draped around his neck with a thin chain taking the focus off his short sleeved shirt that exposed his prosthetics. "I shoulda looked for that girl that night, she took my only good coat...." he muttered to himself rubbing his arms in anticipation. Just as the door opened a familiar face appeared and just as quickly slammed shut. "Wha-waa?" He rubbed his temples anticipating his neural sensors on his head were messing up again. Shitty prototypes are filled with bugs. Within a minute the door opened up again and the familiar face formely known as Kate Saunders appeared before him. He took a quick mental relapse on the file he read about Deon. "Sa-un-ders..." He muttered. RIGHT OF COURSE! All the peices were coming together! No wonder she seemed worried at the crime scene and offered to drive. She knew all along! He couldn't let her know he was here for Deon and she most likely told him something about last night so he needed to play ignorant and see if he can see through her game. "Right, sorry I looked you up in our database when you ran off last night... that is my favorite coat." He said attempting to cover his lie with a joke. Sektor was right behind her with coat neatly folded over his arm. Reaching over to grab the coat he noticed what Kate was wearing and quickly stepped back. "Umm... actually that wasn't why I originally came here, I wanted to talk to you a bit about the evidence at the crime scene-but if your not... well, alone at the moment I can always come back." Jack said with slight enthusiasm in his voice. Unsure if in the report stated that he had a sister, cousin or possibly even a wife. For all he knew Deon was her husband. "Bad taste in men than if you ask me." He muttered under his breath unable for kate to hear.