[It's all audio, but if someone's listening, they can hear someone tearing a room apart. Books are flying, papers are falling and there's a crash here and there as whoever's on the other side of the radio tears apart a room (a library, to be precise). That someone is feverishly murmuring something, almost in a rage.]

What was her name? What was ( Read more... )

[Pendergast's comm is sitting outside, rather enjoying the view of the ocean. It seems to be set up on a rock or some slanted pile, and the frame is simply part sand, part surf, all tranquility ( Read more... )

[When the camera on the comm comes on, it's resting on a stack of books, tilted to show the special agent sitting in a plush chair in the library, leisurely turning the page of a book. His legs are crossed ( Read more... )