"I'm sure you will, Sam." He sighs, picking up his sunglasses and once more slipping them on for atmosphere more than anything. "In the meantime, we're back where we started and questioning anything the informant has given us."

He inhales sharply, letting it out with a slight groan, "Anyway - there's more to the story with the girl, isn't there? Doesn't seem like you're just biding time."