[Evil Tink]

"You are absolutely no fun Randall.." He rolled his eyes as he felt the man give up. He turned back to the computer once he heard it power down, touching the touch pad softly, heating up the inside to a point where the internal components would melt. Recovery of the items on the drive would be impossible. As the man mentioned what was on the drive he clenched his teeth, turning rather quickly and angrily. "Don't even begin to give me that sob story Randall..." With another growl, he ran his hands through his hair, releasing Randy's mind. While he was beyond irritated that he was not getting answers, he could relate to the man. His hand, as it cleared his head, almost trailed to his wallet. As he realized this, he almost slapped himself, shoving his hands into his front pant pockets.

"I would rather not....damage you....and trust me, you will not like it. Just tell me about the case Randall. I'll be on my way as soon as you do. Come on Randall..cooperate with me..." He lifted one hand from his pocket, pinching the bridge of his nose tightly. "I can't believe I'm even doing this..." He reopened his eyes, the one twitching slightly, "If you tell me about your case, I will tell you who you're looking for...I will help you close the case, and you'll keep your job..."