"We haven found out anything yet, it's as if this person doesn't even exist." Orion muttered while looking at all the records and statements that had come in. They were looming over the mess that was spread out on the floor. Michael was kneeling ruffling though papers. He sighed and then looked at Orion, "We need to organise this, not based on dates but based on the victims." Orion looked at Michael and nodded. It made sense. This way they could figure out a pattern and date every event. It could reveal something that wasn't there before. Orion walked up to the island counter and booted the Laptop that was given to them.
He didn't have any idea that it was Sunday. Maybe he could catch the evening prayer. He fired the browser and searched for a church near them. He clicked the address into his phone and then turned to Michael, "Let's go." Michael looked at him. Orion extended a hand to him, Michael held it and stood up. They both grabbed their jackets and left the hotel. Locking behind them and placing the key card into his jeans pocket and then they took the elevator to reach the lobby. They nodded to the manager and then left the hotel.