Fiona shakes her head. "No, he usually worked out of the same place. He wasn't an engineer, so he didn't need to be on the work site very often. One second, I can show you the message." She picks her hand terminal up off the nearby counter, scrolling through it for a few seconds before turning it to show you a message, dated three weeks ago with a time stamp of 6:29PM Tycho time.
Looking over the message "We should walk his route from his office to home. If he was on his way he could have been... distracted.. on the way home. We also have a time we can try to spot him on the camera."
Kiziah kinda bounces over to the door. Excited with the new info.
"Also should check his office in general"
Ignacio nods to Fiona, "Thank you for your time ma'am. God willing, if we find anything new about your husband, I will make certain to let you know if I can."
Tania nods and is about to leave, but then something comes to mind. At home, she always had a few tool in her room. Not a proper shop, but she liked to work on smaller projects.
She asks, looking at Kiziah: ”Did he ever bring work when he was home? Maybe he kept some project here to work on from time to time?”
With a shrug "Good question."
@GM - How much room is there in this house? Is it a single room thing?
Fiona nods to Ignacio, her face wearing a tired smile. "Thank you for your help. With it being so long, I'd...I'd at least like to know what happened." She turns in response to Tania's question, thinking. "I'm not sure, but you can take a look at his terminal, if you like. I'll unlock it for you."
Looking at the terminal, checking to see what she can find.
Tania looks over Kiziah's shoulder as she negotiates with the terminal.
Kiziah looks up to the group "His terminal has correspondence with Dr Bragenholm. Awhile back. She mentioned a job offer. With more money. But she turned it down. Worth looking into. Wonder if this job tried to hire them first, then just took them, after they said no"
Looking around "Should we go to his office next? Or go look into Cerri?"
"Now I'm curious to find that job offer, but I'm happy with the security footage too!" offers Tania.
"Hmm..I know a little about computer systems and the like...do you want me to take a look?
Int (Technology):
Unfortunately, there's not much else to find on Mateo's terminal, beyond more personal correspondence that has little relevance to your current investigation.
Let's see what we can learn about Cerri. Best to get at least something on both our missing persons."
While the others sift through the files on the computer Tristan makes conversation with Fiona, out of the others' way but close enough that she can keep an eye on the group if she feels the need.
"Forgive me, I wouldn't ask normally but any information could be useful--when I initially mentioned the church your reaction came across as distrustful. Were--or are--you or Matteo not on the best of terms with them? You mentioned keeping a spot on the ship when it eventually sets out, but I don't feel that I understand the full picture."
Nodding to the group, "I say we go check out Cerri's office. Maybe learn what these job offer was. Might lead to something. Once we have all the general facts we can go look into security camera. I don't want to do it more than once"
Yuri harumphs as he finds no new information on the terminal. Listening to Kiziah he nods his agreement.
"Might as well get all the ducks in a row, as they say. Thank you madam for your help."
He sketches a short bow towards Fiona as the group heads out.
"I don't think women should be meek or subservient," Fiona replies bluntly. "The Church disagrees, and likes to remind us of it every Sunday. My outspokenness hasn't made me many friends, either."
She sees you all out, but before the door closes she adds "Please let me know if you find out anything. I'm just glad that someone is taking this seriously."
A short ride in a transit pod delivers you to the Nauvoo project offices, where the receptionist greets you. "Welcome to the Nauvoo Project," he says, in a tone that comes off as overly cheerful. "May I ask the purpose of your visit today?"
Stepping forward "Hello there! Yes. We are here to look into Dr. Cerri's office. We are looking into where he might be and we would like to see where he works, and maybe talk to his coworkers. If possible we should also gain access to his terminal and correspondence."
Kiziah looks up and gives a big grin at the receptionist.
Tania stays behind Kiziah and takes a long look at the place, trying to get a feel for it. Do people look happy? Is it like a machine, precise, technical, or more organic?
"Oh, yes! Apostle Birch said you might be coming by today! Please, follow me." He moves to open a door into a corridor, taking you past several rows of identical cubicles, full of names bearing various important sounding titles. As Tania looks around, several people stop what they're doing and look back, their curiosity clearly piqued by your rather unusual looking group.
Eventually, you're brought to the desk of one Dr. Jeremiah Rambaldi, a bespectacled man with thin, graying hair. After a quick introduction, the receptionist abandons you, leaving you alone with the rather confused engineer.
Kiziah steps forward and juts her hand out. "Hi! I am Kiziah. You are... Jeremiah? What do you know about Dr. Cerri? Did he talk about any interesting offers he might have gotten? Tell us what you know." Kiziah says with a smile and plops down onto a chair with a big grin on her face.
Tristan gives Dr. Rambaldi a small smile and a nod as he waits for the other man's response.
"We're hoping to find him..." adds Tania from the back, trying to be helpful.
"Access to his desk would also help, most likely..." she puts in a heartbeat later, though her voice sounds too pleading, which makes her wince.
"No, no, I don't recall anything like that," Dr. Rambaldi answers, his confusion morphing into suspicion.
"Ah, where are our manners? We should introduce ourselves. Dr. Rambaldi you are likely already aware, but we've been hired to find a few of your colleagues who have gone missing and your help could be critical. My name is Tristan Seong, and these are..." Tristan introduces the others in turn and offers a hand for Dr. Rambaldi to shake, hoping to smooth over the rough start to this conversation.
"We're in the beginning stages yet and any information at all is a step forward. Can you recall anything about the behavior of Dr. Cerri or Dr. Bragenholm that seemed unusual?"
Yuri again stays back as the others talk to the doctor. He examines the room around him, looking for anything that might be out of place or lead to some clue as to what happened to these men.
While Tristan is talking to to this person, drawing focus Kiziah stands up and kinda starts to nervous walk around. Doing a bit of snooping around for other terminals or data around she could maybe access.
”If you can tell us anything, we would appreciate it greatly.”
The reassuring flattery of Tristan and Ignacio soothes his worries, and he visibly relaxes. "Well, Dr. Cerri didn't seem to be acting any different. He was a really great guy, you know? Always looking out for his team, making sure we felt welcome and appreciated."
"Dr. Braghenholm, though? Pshh," he says. "Right before she took off, she was constantly talking about how bored she was with the project, and would needle people about the smallest things. I doubt anyone on the team misses her."
Tania nods as the man speaks, reflecting about her parents, and how they were always good to her, and good bosses too. Pushing, but always rightly so, that a Belter may rise above to then, as they would never fail to remind her, reach down with a hand to pull her comrades up.
"So different... Could we see their desks? Or perhaps their personal effects, should these have been put away?"
Rambaldi shrugs. "I don't see why not, Dr. Cerri's office is over in the corner there. Dr. Bragenholm's space was cleared out a couple months, though."
Jumping back into the group "Great! Was there a backup of Dr. Bragenholm's station? Really just need to look at the files. And maybe any personal effects."
Eager to move and look at Dr. Cerri's work station, but she waits for a response.
"Probably. Why don't you start with Dr. Cerri's terminal while I go track it down?"
Yuri moves to the terminal and begins to examine the files held within...searching for anything out of the ordinary or suspicious.
Int (Technology):
Tania slides in behind Yuri. At first, she thinks of making suggestions, but she quickly realizes that Yuri's got things well in hand. She stays where she is, and instead focuses her attention on the other employees she can see from her vantage point, trying to see who's behaving strangely towards them.
Unfortunately, there's precious little additional information here that you find useful. The correspondence you find seems to confirm that Dr. Cerri was indeed well liked by his coworkers, and he often arranged after-work outings and activities. The rest is work discussions of a highly technical nature, all of which seems to directly relate to his work as biochemist and neurophysiologist.
After a bit, Rambaldi comes back with a small box. In it is a photo frame, featuring a younger Dr. Bragenholm, an older woman, and a young girl. There's also a pot with a dead plant, and a few other knickknacks.
"Sorry, this is all I could find. Doesn't seem like she felt like personalizing her workspace much." He looks around for a second, then leans in conspiratorially. "I'll be honest, nobody really misses her much. She was a real pain in the ass. Always criticizing other people and obsessed with showing how much better than everyone else she was."
Getting up from the computer station, Yuri shakes his head.
"Well nothing of any interest there. Anything else we can look into while we are here? Do you have his personal comm by chance?"
Tania likes pictures. She grabs the frame and examines it with a big smile, hoping it was taken on Earth.
Then her gaze wanders over the people in the frame.
Tristan's eyes narrow slightly as he glances back to Dr. Rambaldi. "Did she make trouble? Cause any incidents? Did she have any friends on the research team, for that matter."
Rambaldi shakes his head in response to Tristan. "No, between how much she kept to herself and her needling of coworkers, I doubt she had anyone who could be considered a 'friend' here. Anyway, I've got to get back to work. Hope you find Mateo." He turns to head back to his workspace.
Looking over Tania's shoulder. "Did either of these women come visit? Bring food or something left from home?"
Without looking back, Rambaldi gives a shrug and a wave as he heads off. You do recall from your dossier on Bragenholm that her parents and younger sister were both killed when their ship collided with an asteroid, about fourteen years ago. The photo itself gives little indication of where it was taken, though the bulkhead behind the trio suggests it may have been on a station or ship. It seems your investigation has learned all it can from their workplaces.