"Since you've got your own complicated dynamic with them, maybe you try to use that mask of yours to get in touch with him."
Blake stared at Estelle.
He slowly pointed at himself.
"Me?"
"Yes. You."
Blake glanced back at the monitor, where Asher's uncle's face was still displayed.
Then he looked at Estelle again.
"Well... it's not like it's impossible, but..."
He scratched the back of his head.
"I don't actually know anything about him. Like, specific locations or places he usually goes. Besides, his work specifically requires traveling."
"Exactly. Which is why I don't expect you to simply bump into him on the street."
Blake raised an eyebrow, as Estelle tapped her fingers against the desk.
"I kind of expected you to have no chance of getting close to him through your little friends, but..."
She shrugged.
"That was simply a faster route, more than anything."
She turned back toward the keyboard.
Her fingers moved across it, pulling up several files.
