Al shrugged as he couldn't say, though he hoped it were just the assailants and not Hamleighs.
"That exceeds my knowledge. Yet as far as I know someone burned down the haven of Mr. Jake and his companions and I think it'd make sense they'd come here to finish it. That is, if we're lucky. If we aren't, it's the Harpies and their brother..."
He looked confused as if the practice of referring to single persons with plural pronouns was something that had never occurred to make sense for him. After a bit the confusion disappeared and he took notes.
"Alright. Islamorada. Thank you."
Sighing he closed the notepad and put it back on the table. The matter was becoming more and more difficult.
"I'll try to help as much as I can, though we'll have to be careful... In case you don't know, I regret to inform you that Mrs. McIntyre is here as well, so we need to be careful."
The question about Jake was unexpected and his expressionwhile speaking showed, that he didn't think her showing up there would be a good idea.
"He'll be at the Nox, but I'm not sure going there would be a good idea in these circumstances..."
He thought for a while before continuing.
"Don't worry about it. I'll take care of that boon."