Cathy Weber returned from home carrying an old notebook. Her mind was completely occupied by what she had discovered in it, leaving her thoughts in a mess.
Inside, Henry had drawn several portrait sketches of the people pursuing the three girls, based on their descriptions.
The girls only had vague impressions of most of the killers. They had not seen them up close, and even when they had been near enough, their fear had kept them from remembering much.
But a forensic sketch artist's skill was to reconstruct a subject's face and features from vague impressions and descriptions, ultimately producing the result: "That's him."
Three people had been drawn this way. However, according to the girls, there had actually been more people chasing them. No one knew how many. In fact, they suspected that they were not the only targets, but they had no way to verify it.
The people depicted all fit the stereotypical image of killers or mercenaries: hard-faced, vicious-looking men who seemed just short of having "I'm a bad guy" written across their faces.
Only one person was an exception: the man who had appeared at Grand Central Terminal. He had exuded an overwhelming sense of pressure and had been slightly older than the other killers. He was also the Frenchman Cathy Weber had mentioned.
As Henry listened to the girls' descriptions, he had immediately drawn the man he had met before. Sure enough, the girls all identified him as that man!
He was Ezekiel Sims, the man Henry had encountered once at Oak Spring Farm, where he had acted as a lobbyist for Abstergo Industries. He was also suspected of trying to find someone to kidnap Skye, though there were no clues for that—only suspicion.
Cathy Weber came in and handed the key back to Henry.