"It's a headache we don't need right now, believe me" - Dixon raised his hand, pushing away the thought - "Let's just call it SNAFU"
He looked at the hologram, and was amazed by Ampere's capabilities. He picked up the empty datapad, and started uploading everything from the broken one for him
"I know it's hard to let go, but I doubt you'll ever find anything" - He pulled out a small porcelain flask, and poured something else into his glass - "It's been a long time. And besides, if she was alive, what would she see now? Her husband became a criminal, and a mastermind at that. I see you've spent a lot of time on this, hell, you migth even contracted the Lane Hackers, or someone else with the suitable skills."
Dixon then pulled out a cigar box, and offered one to Ampere - "But if you're unwilling or unable to give up the search or her, I can help... in some form or another"
