The deer who manned the front desk almost flipped over backwards in his chair after being startled awake from Ophelia's voice.
Standing up, hastily straightening his uniform about himself and fixing his cap the deer gazed at Ophelia with sleep still stuck in his eyes.

Stuttering from being caught he quickly tried to amend the situation, "D-detective B-brackenridge? Yes, ma'am! Er, right this way!" Still fumbling with his uniform, the deer tripped over his chair and stumbled out behind the desk until he stood at the entrance door to Ophelia's right. Between the embarrassment showing in his inner ears and his tail tuft tucking down against his body he opened the doors and fast walked through them. Leading Ophelia about halfway to down the right side of the large meeting room where vacant desks and very small, muted, chatter could be heard from figures in the scarce offices with doors closed.

Duxe's desk was a leaning tower of paper. From reports that needed to be filed, newspapers with pen markings, and some women clothing catalogs. The wolf himself was sipping from a thermos, engrossed with a pamphlet about the newest advances in the Bismarck zeppelin line.

"Detective Brackenridge,sir." The deer policeman addressed. "A miss...uhm." He looked to Ophelia, who he hadn't caught the name of. Luckily, Duxe's head popped around the paper and his pamphlet to see who was talking to him. "Ophelia! Thank you officer I'll take it from here." The deer beat a hasty retreat, Duxe standing up and offering a chair for the vixen before returning to his own.

Duxe smiled briefly but, quickly returned to his more business like manner. "Listen, our doctor gave Luther the once over and discovered something rather disturbing. Luther was murdered by lead poisoning. How it exactly happened we still don't know. Could be something he drank or eaten. He didn't find any puncture wounds so he ruled out any type of syringe."

Duxe stopped talking and reached behind him, grabbing a few papers that each bore a different companies logo, Ophelia's included. "I took the liberty of contacting representatives from different companies, yours I contacted as well. I don't know shipping routes though and what they specialize in. Mind filling in the blanks for me?"

The wolf turned in his chair and cleared a space on the desk behind his; pretty much he assimilated that desk as his working place since his desk was taken over by paper products. "I'll let you know primarily what I'm looking for. Lead, lead processing equipment, anything that can be used to create shields or barriers against radiation."

Duxe looked to Ophelia, not having given her much of a chance to talk. "I'm sorry I have to dump all of this on you so hurriedly. This information though could at least give me a lead on who the perpetrators could possibly be. I asked you before about companies who shipped heavy supplies of Unobtanium, sadly I think there is a connection if you show me which company also deals in copious amounts of lead as well."

He placed a pen before her, hoping her sharp memory would serve her well to write down what the three companies before her had in common, what they specialized in, and how their relationship corresponded with her company.

Ophelia listens to Duxe's explanation with distress and just a bit of intrigue. Lead poisoning? She pushed her hair back and looked over the papers in front of her, moving them deftly with his finely polished claw tipped fingers. She finally tapped one paper twice.

"Cobbett Co. Started off as a fish company, but expanded into other things a long time ago. I know they were shipping both lead and lead processing supplies to a number of skylands on the southeast rim." She looks away. "I...may not be able to provide documentation on that, but trust me, they did." She looks around. "The only other one dealing in any substantial amount of lead was Eldritch A shipping, but they don't have nearly as much, and most of it is on the North west."

She looks at Duxe. "Was that helpful? I'll give you any more info I can."

Duxe makes any notes he can off of what Ophelia just told him. He'll have to put two and two together while getting responses from the feelers he'll put out about the two companies. Maybe he'll get his break and a location, more importantly, a name.

"Who are the owners of the companies? Any partners or companies that are trying to merge or perhaps sell to them?"

A solid trail of some sort would make this case go by a lot faster, for Duxe anyway. What would these two mentioned companies have to gain by having someone murdered?

"I'll contact you again when I have more information. Seems like I'll be taking a company tour within the next couple of weeks or so. "

Duxe tried to calculate the amount of time it took to fly from one end of Skytopia to the other...well, he couldn't. He preferred pencil and paper for number crunching. One week for Cobbett and one week for Eldritch. That should be enough.

"Cobbet is run by an otter, Heri Redding of Uurwerk. His father founded the company, he's a bit of a difficult person to do business with, I can say from personal experience. Yig Soggoth of Kadath runs the Eldritch A corp. He's an elderly lizard that...once you get past his sleazy demeanor, seems quite personable. Always feel he is hiding something though. He'll trade with just about anyone at any time. Cobbet used to sell a lot of parts to the Crimson Armada, but they lost the deal recently. It was a big blow honestly. Most of their business went to...well me actually." She smirks.

"Eldritch...is on pretty good terms with everyone. There was some talk of them trying to fund a mining mission in the Barrens, which was weird, because it's so far from their base of operations, but I don't know if anything came of it."

She nods, leaning over the desk a bit, closer to Duxe "I hope that helps, I really want the guy who did this, and everyone involved to pay. Luther didn't deserve this. I'll see you in two weeks."

/ How did I get into this mess? Magnus above this lady has me running everywhere. Oh well, at least I get some flying time for once. My first stop will be Uurwerk to talk to Heri. I hope his recent loss of business won't affect this investigation. I should have some Conclave contacts there as well, maybe they might know something Heri doesn't; plus, I wonder what new toys they've come up with there? Always something exploding in Uurwerk, in a fun way that is./

Duxe boarded his single seater plane the next morning. Preflight, followed by extended external check, finsihed with his last check in with the tower before taxi'ing and receiving the go ahead to take off. Climbing to an altitude of 5,000 feet above sea level, he banked and brought his plane on a North-east course towards Uurwerk. Quarter of a day's time in travel, so he got comfy as best he could and dialed in the radio to a news and music channel. The weather was clear and looked to be a promising day, Duxe could only hope this was a good omen that he was on the right trail.