"Yes? Don't keep me in suspense, Farkas." Rhett narrowed his eyes, his fingers drumming on the table impatiently.
Before he could utter another word, however, his office door burst wide open, and in came Farkas who still had his phone glued to his ear.
"If the impatient Gamma could've let me finish, I was about to say that I'm heading to your office to give you the full report," Farkas said, his tone laced with sarcasm.
Rhett shook his head, dropping his phone before muttering impatiently still. "Go on."
Farkas kept his gaze on him for a few seconds before sitting down. Then, he began. "It's been confirmed. All the blood in that house belongs to one victim. Nick."
Rhett nodded, urging Farkas to continue.
"On the day of his murder, Nick was last seen in two different locations. 'The Wolf Claw Bar' and 'Motel Ethereal'. We interrogated people in both locations and they said the same thing: 'he was in a hurry'." Farkas reported solemnly.
