Records <Murph>

[Haylee Martins]

Haylee knew she should have gone to Tonii for the information, but the guy was busy again following up on Luke, so she figured Murph's skills would be more than good enough for what she wanted.
She went straight to the Technicians floor after dropping Ash off at his parents and knocked on his lab door, hoping he was in.

[Murphy McKinney]

Murph yelled enter. His half of the lab was a mess again. Despite the fact that it had been cleaned up when he had left that morning. The other half was so clean it could not only stand up to military inspection but the drill Sargent would probably want his troops to take note.

Murphy himself, finally dressed in clean clothes since he went home for some sleep and a shower, was bend over a new device. A cigarette hanging from his lips and bobbing up and down as he talked. Somehow the cigarette stayed put however, not even the ash dared to fall until he took it from his lips and tapped the ashes into one of the many ashtray's spread around his half of the lab.

[Haylee Martins]

Haylee entered carefully - she'd only been in a few times before, but she knew that Murphy's lab could get ... cluttered. Though show her a Tech with a clean lab and she'd be rather surprised about it, which is why she stood staring at the one half of the room for a few moments, before remembering why she was there in the first place and shaking her head, shutting the door behind her.
"Hey, man," she greeted, going over and clearing herself a seat off near by to where the Technician himself was sat working. "You okay to do a bit of work for me?" she wondered, eyeing the device he was working on.

[Murphy McKinney]

"Sure. What d'ya need and when d'ya need it?" Murph asked. His eyes flicking up for a second before returning to his device. He was working on a system that would let people who had lost a limb use a robotic version that would be plugged into their nervous system. With the sensors he was creating they would be able to feel with it like they would with their own limb. If he could make it then they would be able to give it to any agent that lost a limb or sense in the line of duty. As long as the spinal cord was in touch it would do. Off course sight and hearing would be more difficult. But it should be doable.

[Haylee Martins]

"I need an agent's hospital records. And not just for the past year - I need their complete records..." Hayl told him, spinning on the chair as she looked around absently. She was rather uncomfortable making the request but knew it had to be done. "The agent is Ashley Parker, a White badge. You should go in through the New Cross Hospital database, and I'd apreciate it if you could get it up as soon as possible. There's a high possability of a security breach and I'd like to confirm something."

[Murphy McKinney]

"Aye. Gimme a mo." He said as he laid his things aside. He made sure nothing delicate was left out and moved to his computer. His fingers flew over the keyboard as he pulled up the information she requested.

[Big Brother]

Ashley Parker had two hospital records - something rare for Jericho agents, since they were always seen by the same people and their files were classified automatically. Ashley's file(s) however, while both on New Cross' database, said completely different things.

The first that Murph would find was the typical Jericho file, which outlined treatment after missions, mostly his shoulder and the operations involved then, but the other told of treatment given in confidence behind Jericho's metaphorical back.

[Haylee Martins]

Haylee leaned towards the screen, pulling her chair closer so she could see properly. She read through the first file, not finding anything she hadn't already known, but the second file confused her.
"...Is it just me or does that look like a history of abuse? Like, domestic abuse or something?" she murmured.
For each new entry in the file, Ash had apparently had much the same injuries - fractured ribs, a broken nose, heavy bruising and black eyes, sometimes knife wounds as well.

[Murphy McKinney]

"Couldn't tell ya, but the knife wounds make it sound more like torture then abuse. Someone might smack yeh around but a spouse rarely grab a knife unless they mean to kill ya. Doesn't sound like something tha' might happen more then once. Unless he fought whomever off. It look like there are any defensive wounds? Or any indication he might 'ave been tied up?" Murph asked with a shrug. "There anything else ye'd like for me ta look up?"

[Haylee Martins]

Hayl frowned, worrying her lip as she studied the records for another moment. "No abrasions on the wrists or ankles, according to this, so it was unlikely he was ever tied up and if he was. ot wasn't tightly," she observed. "Yeah... Check how much time he has off, and see if you can check if he calls in sick or books off in advance," she asked.

[Murphy McKinney]

Again Murph did as he was asked. His fingers flying over the keyboard and bringing up the information she wanted. "There ya go." He said as he laid it out for her to read.

[Haylee Martins]

Haylee nodded a thanks to him, leaning in again to read, cross-checking the dates Ash was out, to those he spent in the hospital and days he was being treated. Her frown deepened as she realised that most of them coincided with the other.
"...Could you print these for me?" she requested quietly, her mind turning over the information, processing it and trying to figure out what could have been happening.
Looking around, she grabbed a pen and started fiddling with it - she needed to write some stuff down and cross-reference in her own way to be sure, but this could be very big trouble.

[Murphy McKinney]

Murph quietly did so. "I asume ya want me to sit on this fer a while." He asked as he handed it over. His face open but with an air of seriousness that he rarely showed. Not like this anyway.

[Haylee Martins]

Haylee nodded fervently. "Yes, please. Although, if you wouldn't mind, I'm going to go plant some bugs at his parents. I'll give you the frequency - could you keep an eye on the tapes and listen to the audio in case anything comes up, please?" she took the printed sheets and stared at them, starting to write notes on them. "I can't let anyone else know about this untiil I'm sure, but it'll have to be a proper investigation, and the less people that know, the less panic among the agents it will cause."
She sighed, hoping that it wasn't as bad as she was thinking it was.

[Murphy McKinney]

"And if it turns out ta be nothing then only you and me will know about tha invasion of privacy. I'll do it. Hope you're wrong though. He's a good kid." Murph said. He always had his comm unit on anyway. He could listen in and take the time to look in when anything sounded interesting.

[Haylee Martins]

"Yes, it would be so much easier if it wasn't what I'm thinking it is... but sod's law doesn't exist for nothing," Haylee commented lightly, replacing the pen and standing up, heading for the door, though she stopped. "Now that I think about it - Ashley's parent's place is already bugged; I remember reading a report that stated it had been covered when his brother had joined Valkyrie, so you should be able to find the feeds if you go into the system again," she told him. "But, I'm gonna go down to my apartment and work on these," she held up the sheets in her hands. "I'll have my laptop on, so message me if you hear anything."

[Murphy McKinney]

"Aye, will do." He did so and linked it to his comm device. Sending the audio information on. "Lemme know if ya need anything else."

[Haylee Martins]

"Will do, thanks Murph," Hayl flashed him a terse smile before leaving to look over the sheets properly.

[Ashley Parker]

It was probably less than an hour later - fifty-seven minutes and thirty-two seconds later, to be precise.

Ashley's parents were sat in the living room, not realising that one point four feet away was a listening device, and on the wall oposite them was a slim-cam; invisible to the naked eye due to its design.
"I don't understand why he's always getting into fights like this," his mother was saying.
"I think this time was a little different - Luke used to be the one he'd call to bring him home, but that girl dropping him off this time; and so early in the day, as well... Do you think he's doing it for the money?" his father wondered.
"But Luke's been so supportive - letting him stop over for a few nights every now and then, and Ash isn't the type to say no to hospitality like that."
"They used to scrap about so much when they were little, and through high school ... I think the seperation's done them both a bit of good." His father sat back in his seat and looked up - via another camera, Murphy would be able to see that Ash was lay in bed, trying to sleep, though he was staring at his ceiling, apparently listening to his parents.
"Well, Ash never could win a fight against his brother. I can remember the look on Luke's face when he just gave up trying to fight back."

The conversation turned to how the pair used to be in school - Luke domineering his chosen groups of friends and Ash just sitting back and letting things breeze by, but it was then that Ash sat up in bed and went over to where the camera was in his room and pressed his thumb over it before removing it - disconnecting it as he did so, though he didn't disconnect the audio bug.

[Murphy McKinney]

Murph send a quick message. Letting her know that he had lost visual. He kept listening in. However since it was possible to pass notes without visual he told her so she could put in some new bugs in to replace it.