"Curious..." Adem said, rubbing his hand over his chin thoughtfully.

"I honestly can't see how this makes any sense at all," Phil said. "It doesn't add up. We've got a German callgirl, a random drunk, the head of the United Nations, a normal New England family, and now a Death avatar!"

"Don't forget a British ex-thief..."

The assembled members of Vanguards International and Europe and the Strikeforce turned to see Grissom Montag standing at the door, a bit sweaty and panting like a wild dog.

"Griss!" Phil called out, taking a few steps toward his friend. "What the hell happened?"

"I had a little run in with our mystery killer," the Sandcrawler said, stepping into the room.

That was all it took for the group to erupt into a cacophony of questions.

"...get a look at him?"

"What was his name?"

"...match the description..."

"...up with all those rock..."

"...say where he was keeping Grimm?"

"WHOA!" Grissom said, shoving his arms into the air. "I'm really not at liberty to answer any of those questions right now... because, to be completely honest, I don't know the answers."

"Why not?" Drake asked.

Grissom began to relate the story of what had happened while trying to get Mick out of the Asylum and the following encounter with a man he thought was Tommy Foxe, to the escapade on the rooftop.

"How'd you get out of there?" Hero asked.

"You stepped on the inducer, didn't you?" Adem asked, raising an eyebrow.

Grissom smirked and gave a wink. "I'll never tell."

"Still, Mr. Montag," Graviton chimed in, "even if you are a suspected victim, there's no way of knowing who is doing all of this..."

"Maybe not," Grissom said. "These murders were planned out to the last detail. The killer said so himself. These aren't just some random killings."

"What do you propose, then?" Adem Different asked, crossing his arms across his chest.

"Have Jym run a search on all the victims thus far..." Grissom said. "Sigfried, Cavalli, Merlin, Chamberlain, Grimm, and Montag. See if there is any sort of link between them all..."

"And what about Grimm?" Phil asked. "How do we find him?"

"Well, I'm assuming we've checked his communication device for a homing beacon," Adem said, looking around at each person.

Phil and Hero exchanged confused looks.

"I thought you --"

"Well, I thought --"

Phil buried his head in his hands. "Aw, geez..."