"Listen, is there any way Aedan can get an early release?" Sharp asked.

"I need her help for a case." he told her.

"She has knowledge that I can use, and her unique physiology will prove to be an asset." he continued.

"Can you at least check to see if she CAN be released, provided she takes it easy?" he then asked further.

"I WILL enforce it. And you know I will."

Sharp accepted the key, and sighed.

"I understand." he said.

"Is there anything I can do to help?" he asked her.

"In ANY way?" he asked further.

"Just let me know. I will do whatever I can to make sure things are running smoothly for you."

"......such an odd statement." Hal muttered, before returning to Aedan.

He then unlocked her cuffs, and sighed.

"Right." he said.

"Come on." he told her.

"We need to speak privately, and in detail." he went on.

"We can do that in my office." he finished, as he made his way to the door.

"You good to go?" he asked.

"Let's go, then." Sharp said.

The two of them made their way to his office, with Aedan shutting the door behind them. Hal took a seat behind the desk, while Aedan sat in front of it.

"Let's talk." he told her.

"As I said, it seems these things are real, and are murdering people." he said.

"Do you know of ANY such instance of this happening in real life?" he asked her.

"Tell me what you need to do that." Sharp responded.

"I mean it, I will get you access to your fathers records." he told her.

"And I am serious. No matter what, I'll get you there." he went on.

"Tell me where they are, and what you need to get there." he continued.

"I'll do all in my power."

"..........right." Hal replied.

He then looked at his phone for a moment, before sighing.

"Really hope she's not in the middle of treatment right now." he mumbled.

He then dialled Hollie's phone number, and brought the phone to his ear.

"Let's see if we can't get you a look at them." he told Aedan.

"....I may be about to ruin your break." Hal responded.

He then sighed, and gave the name of Aedan's father.

"We need his files." he told her.

"These statues may be an alchemical creation." he said further.

"PLEASE tell me those files still exist."

Hal just pinched the bridge of his nose.

"Would I be correct in assuming that the 5% that remain won't help?" he asked.

"Or can I at least let one of my agents gain access to that 5%?" he asked further.

"This may be the difference between stopping these things or letting them run rampant." he then said.

"Believe me, I don't exaggerate on things like this."

"To be fair, it's a work in progress." Hal responded. "He's learning to trust me. And that's not nothing." he continued.

"But I do see your point." he went on.

"Hmmm." he then mumbled.

"All right, thanks Hollie. I'll let you get back to your treatments." he then told her, before ending the conversation and hanging up the phone.

"Aedan, we may need Kiah's help here." he told the zombie.

"Vincent Remmington's the only one with access to the remainder of the files that MAY help us." he said. "And Kiah might be the best chance we have at him saying 'yes' to the request."

Sharp chuckled in response.

"Well, she DOES value her independence as well." he said.

"It's not really my business where she decides to live." he told her further.

With that, he picked up his desk phone, and dialled the number for the lab. After waiting for a couple of seconds, the one he wanted to speak to answered.

"Ah, Kiah." he said.

"Could you come see me in my office please?" he asked. "ASAP."