When neither spoke, she took a menacing step forward, pleased when they backed away from her, hands up. "He was supposed to go to the tower. Get the records. We haven't seen him in... maybe ten minutes? He ran out, after Adelaide, when the fighting started." Ron said, side-stepping around the spreading pool of blood. The sodding, fucking, stupid idiot. Going off on his own? The panic threatened to surge again, wanted to pull her down and away fro herself. She wouldn't allow it. Couldn't allow it. Not until she found him.