Falx's blood dries his finger print onto the cardboard tube as he drives him. Keeping his mind focused to drive is a bitch but he makes it home safe. He locks the car as he gets out and half stumbles to the front door. Once inside he locks the door and collapses on the coach the cardboard tube next to him. Several minutes later he pulls himself up to lean forward to look at the table in front of the coach.He takes the blueprints out of the tube and smooths them out on the table. Using what ever is around to keep it flat. He doesn't care when his blood starts to smear over parts of the blueprints. They were copies.
He texts Tug before putting his phone down next to himand starts to slowly go over the blue prints. Trying to figure out what they meanand ignore the pain.