"Henry, if I knew you were so good at weaponry, I'd have locked you in my lab a long time ago as an auxiliary pet"
"Don't exaggerate, I've only had the normal training"
"But you must have had your best results in it, right?"
"Not quite, maths got me down", Harry rolled his eyes at the thought and Quen laughed, packed the gun in the bag. They had gone back to the building where the ball had taken place, looking for clues about Danielle, more information about her possible current whereabouts and for things left behind.
Harry had just helped Quen put a gun back together correctly, that was all.
"Well, I'd like it best if we could find an arm of Danielle or something", Quen said now as she looked around.
"Then the bitch would have shot herself in the leg with that sick explosion"
"You're just jealous because she surpassed yours"
"They've already told me not to make it too big! That was a tiny one. A joke rather", she sulked and Harry chuckled, looked over at Louis who was talking to a man in a protective suit. He frowned as if something was wrong.
"Come on, help your master"
Harry blinked, looked at Quen, who was already getting up, wanting to keep walking.
"What?"
She nodded with a grin at Louis before she started to walk on. Harry looked after her for a moment. Then he sighed and looked back at Louis, but this one was already looking at him, waving him over.
At least he had an excuse to walk to him.
"Harry, this is Mr. Reynolds", he introduced him, the two of them shook hands and nodded briefly.
"He said that you said that Danielle had a lot of screens with camera footage of the ball on them?"
Harry nodded.
"Yes, the screens were in the front room. Are there any of them left?"
Louis shook his head.
"The explosion destroyed them all and we can't retrieve any data. But it doesn't matter what is important is what Mr. Reynolds discovered"
Harry frowned and looked at the man.
"We've checked the entire building for surveillance cameras, only spotted security cameras in all entrances and exits, as well as exterior and roof areas. There are no cameras in the ballroom itself, nor in the corridors. I found out through contacts and through the owner's information that two month ago it was decided that the cameras would disturb the guests. They still haven't come to a decision whether to install small inconspicuous ones there. France is a bit late in that", he chuckled at the end.
"But... I've seen the footage", Harry just said.
"I don't know how that's important, but..."
Louis was silent.
"Mr. Reynolds, thank you. You can go back to work"
Mr. Reynolds nodded at them before he left. Harry glanced after him briefly before looking at Louis, who seemed to be in his thoughts.
"What are you thinking about?"
"I... Harry, have you ever considered that the camera footage wasn't live?"
Harry looked at him in surprise.
"I... mean, I... not really, no. Why?"
Louis was silent.
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