Rider was overwhelmed by the data staring him hard in his face. His heart flattered from the uneasiness the two emails brought to him. He leaned back in his seat wiping his lips with his thumb.
"Shit...." He fell quiet only to let out an unamused chuckle seconds later.
"You got that right", skullface agreed. "What are the odds of you getting just what you need the exact moment you thought you were going nowhere?"
"Shit man. I don't like this", Rider grumbled, practically annoyed.
Skullface understood that Rider was not one happily entertain free things. It always felt like, as he liked to put it, too easy. The man liked a challenge. He enjoyed the thrill of cracking a case with some hard earned evidence. But skullface also understood how frustrated he was with Gwen and Peter.
"Call R.J", He said to him.
