Who is it

Ryder sighs and shakes his head as he flips through files. "No... unless you count Katie messing with guys' minds and Jason blowing things up as strange."

Pausing his work, Ryder rubs his hands over his eyes. "We went in, went for the lab... Katie and Jason went in alone while Carson and I watched the hall. They took a while, my brother showed up and shot me, Carson blew a hole in his head and we ran." He shrugs. "We came back here. End of story."

Though he tried to hide it, there was obviously still a twinge of bitterness there that showed through when he spoke of his brother and Carson.

"I still can't figure out why the Agency would come shoot up the house after they already had Katie though. I know they're random and built around chaos because of Medridge, but still..." He shakes his head. "I don't know. I just feel like there aren't any leads here at all."


Jason slides out of the truck, motioning Trooper to stay put. Shutting the door, he moves around and falls into step beside Phinox on the sidewalk, heading for the targeted house. Several other cars were parked nearby. Jason gestures to them, signaling that they might have more company than just Reiker.

Getting to the porch, Jason approaches the door cautiously, moving to lean his back against the wall. "Let him see you first," he directs quietly. "Flash your badge and tell him you're here to take him to court about the ignored DUI charges. See if you can get him to come out."

Reaching over, he rings the doorbell and waits, knowing that anyone inside would have to step out on the porch before seeing him, and by that time, he could already have taken him from behind. It wasn't protocol, but at this point, they needed to get answers and fast. Katie's life was at stake.

Waiting a couple moments, Jason winces as a new pain surges through his skull. His chest starts to tighten, and he knows they need to hurry with this thing. He rings the doorbell again.

Steps are heard inside and a burly man finally comes to the door, but only opens it a crack, barely peering out. "Who is it? Who's here?"