[Back at Coulter's place]
"Something still isn't right. It seems I'm unable to see past some invisible barriers of illusions."
Coulter sat in his lounge with the tablet placed in front of him. His worry and agitation constantly rose due to the lack of clues. For the first time in his life Coulter was unable to track anything about the culprit.
"Fuck! Fuck! I have to find something. These two cases must have something in common and related."
He shoo his head and reach for the table again, Coulter's scar face showed no sign of giving up. He was the man of geniuses, valor and determination. A mere point of being stuck did not waver his passion for grabbing the culprit by collars!
He switched on the tablet and skimmed directly to the footage recorded during the visit at Jack's House. Coulter was impatient to study it thoroughly for the nth time because his gut feeling was not satisfied.
[Clip is played]
