"It's all we can do to try," he sighed, lowering his head. "My wife was killed by someone who came from here." His confession, despite Dale not pressing further into him, was needed. Scout or not, he felt like the man would better understand if he knew. Besides, after getting riled up like that, the memories were plaguing him. It was only human to want something off his chest. "She worked as a security guard at a place called Cyden Industries. Apparently the organization was involved in some shady business, and got involved with the wrong people." Mason's eyes turned dark. "Have you heard of a man named Alex Wilson?"