Celia nodded as Kyle told her about the various hotels. "I'll call as soon as I know." She told him, closing the phone and once again sending her mind into the library.
Examining the picture and the police file closely, Celia hoped they might provide any clues. In amid the seemingly random files Celia found a small glimmer of hope.
A traffic ticket. Earlier in the year, long before this whole mess began, Ichiru had been summoned to court over a traffic violation. More importantly, he'd signed his name....
Going over the registries of the three hotels in question, Celia was able to eliminate two fairly quickly. Now her searched deepened as she scanned and maticulously compared the signitures. Of the guests staying at that point, two were maddeningly close to Ichiru's. Celia struggled to narrow it down. She didn't want to send Kyle after an innocent bystander after all.
Naotaka Ichiro... Naotaka Ichiro... Naotaka Ichiro...
The name hovered in front of her as she frowned. Taking a few breaths to calm herself Celia had a flash of inspuration.
"Perhaps he signed under a nickname or an anagram!"
Looking at the two signatures once more, Celia closely examined the written names. She quickly found her target and wrote it on the white board that lined the room. Dialing Kyle's number once more, Celia smiled as she heard a familiar click.
"You'll be meeting a Mr. Tokaana Rhochi staying at the Cyreion Luxury Hotel in room 208. Ichiru pulled all his savings to grant himself a long term stay, paying up front in cash."
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(OOC: I hope the whole anagram thing makes sense. I needed a hotel name to send Kyle to so I made it up. Zaku had poor old Ichiro living in a meat locker in a butcher shop.)