One of the annexes of the large Robinson estate was equipped for one reason only, holding highly sensitive meetings with the pillars of the force behind the masters of the night. In that very same annex, the Robinsons had chosen a room full of the highest technology monitors to hold their meeting in tonight while their men worked on processing information about the case there.
Robert and George stood surrounded by a top league of talented men. Richard Conwell, the head of their intelligence network had a grave look on his face as he stood between the two.
"So, what you're saying is that the order was generated directly by a judge instead of being requested by the detective beforehand?" George asked.
"That's why the information didn't reach us in time, they're using direct lines of communication instead of going about things the normal way," Richard confirmed.