Simon, I found one of those syringes. It's probably a moot point by now, but if it does come up, at least we have it.

There were some other things. I don't know if they're cleaning supplies or medicine, but I left them outside your door.

Maybe they'll help.

Oh for the love of Mar...

The city isn't that big. All of you in an uproar and anyone else, divide it into grids, work in teams and search it. Start along the edges to establish a perimeter, work in, keep in contact with each other in case you find her or get in over your head.

You can manage that, can't you?

...Hypocrisy looks good on you,