"If you wanted information about her, you just had to ask," Chris said, brows raised and obviously a bit cocky. "Clarisse Huntington, twenty-eight years old. Lived on her own, single father, no relatives. She worked from home but we haven't determined what business she was in yet."

Yeah, this was all he had read from the file on the way over, but if Rush was going to act like they didn't know anything then he wasn't going to treat him any different. Maybe he was still looking for a chance to show off, too. Whatever. He raised a hand in a partial salute to the instruction and headed to the hallway to branch off from Rush. His hand was hovering near his gun just in case, but he didn't really expect anything to jump out at them after all this. "Call me if you find anything," he said in agreement.