This woman's eyes shine like an emerald was the first thought Rob had in mind as he saw the woman who could have been called a geek. Big sweater, glasses and unwashed reddish blond hair made her look disoriented, confused or unfocused to the present day. Maybe she was shy at University of Washington (Judging by her sweater) and definitely uncertain or anxious at the PHI office. Though to be fair, few encountered supernatural and dared to tell the story. Fewer would think someone would believe and help them. For a lot of people these things were the most amazing thing in their life.
Just another Wednesday for people at Priest & Hawthorne Investigations.
Robert was writing Catherine’s tale on his Laptop, with occasional question written on his personal note book. On the right side of the laptop there was a wired mouse and steaming cup of coffee (black as the night sky with spoon of sugar to cut the bitterness). On the left side there was a tissue and on top of it a doughnut. Some kind soul had brought the sweeties very close to the racket. And as Robert was early enough, there were plenty of them left. Small things that made this job a bit happier. Just like the coffee's someone brought to his place at time to time. He didn't know who appreciated his work enough to give these small presents (or perhaps a crush?), but he had decided to not be vocal about it.
Robert took a break from writing to sip coffee. Emmaline, the professor with quite a career for 28 years old had started to calm down the witness (or client, depending if you're looking for a case or a job). A teacher and a student. Magician and medium. Who knows what more the two could have in common… Mandy had also been kind enough to bring some water to Catherine. She should see she was with professionals and in a friendly environment and calm down so she could focus. Sooner the conversation was over, sooner this group could start working with the case.
Robert grabbed a doughnut and took a bite out of it to chew upon. As Emma was bringing the witness back to the day of disappearance, Robert let his mind wonder. Ghost peeling away from reality. According to Catherine, she wasn’t the only one. Her skill to sense and see ghosts was interesting and most probably of use in this case. Robert wasn’t all into helping ghosts unless it stopped some haunting, but this was more like finding a missing person. When one goes missing, the uncertainty of their fate makes related people miserable. So he’d gladly do this job and give Catherine some relief. Besides, finding people was Robert’s specialty.
Robert swallowed the sweet, sweet doughnut and straightened up on his chair, pulling his brown vest downwards. A quick look with solemn face at Jacob. His daughter had been at PHI two times already (quite opposite of his father at the other time Rob had seen her) and Rob wondered whether he'd prefer Jacob on the field or spending time with his daughter and searching for information here at the office. It was Christmas, after all. He was hard working, but at times he wondered if the cost was too much for him and his daughter.
But it wasn't Robert's affair. So he turned his head at Catherine. "As professor Stern said. Let us return back to the day of disappearance... It happened at your home, if I understood right?"
Just another Wednesday for people at Priest & Hawthorne Investigations.
Robert was writing Catherine’s tale on his Laptop, with occasional question written on his personal note book. On the right side of the laptop there was a wired mouse and steaming cup of coffee (black as the night sky with spoon of sugar to cut the bitterness). On the left side there was a tissue and on top of it a doughnut. Some kind soul had brought the sweeties very close to the racket. And as Robert was early enough, there were plenty of them left. Small things that made this job a bit happier. Just like the coffee's someone brought to his place at time to time. He didn't know who appreciated his work enough to give these small presents (or perhaps a crush?), but he had decided to not be vocal about it.
Robert took a break from writing to sip coffee. Emmaline, the professor with quite a career for 28 years old had started to calm down the witness (or client, depending if you're looking for a case or a job). A teacher and a student. Magician and medium. Who knows what more the two could have in common… Mandy had also been kind enough to bring some water to Catherine. She should see she was with professionals and in a friendly environment and calm down so she could focus. Sooner the conversation was over, sooner this group could start working with the case.
Robert grabbed a doughnut and took a bite out of it to chew upon. As Emma was bringing the witness back to the day of disappearance, Robert let his mind wonder. Ghost peeling away from reality. According to Catherine, she wasn’t the only one. Her skill to sense and see ghosts was interesting and most probably of use in this case. Robert wasn’t all into helping ghosts unless it stopped some haunting, but this was more like finding a missing person. When one goes missing, the uncertainty of their fate makes related people miserable. So he’d gladly do this job and give Catherine some relief. Besides, finding people was Robert’s specialty.
Robert swallowed the sweet, sweet doughnut and straightened up on his chair, pulling his brown vest downwards. A quick look with solemn face at Jacob. His daughter had been at PHI two times already (quite opposite of his father at the other time Rob had seen her) and Rob wondered whether he'd prefer Jacob on the field or spending time with his daughter and searching for information here at the office. It was Christmas, after all. He was hard working, but at times he wondered if the cost was too much for him and his daughter.
But it wasn't Robert's affair. So he turned his head at Catherine. "As professor Stern said. Let us return back to the day of disappearance... It happened at your home, if I understood right?"