“Whatever you call it when you make a blurry image clear by upping the resolution.”
Silence spread throughout the room. Nat took his eyes off the screen to see why no one was moving only to find Kurt and me staring at him. Me in surprise, Kurt seemingly impressed. Nat only shrugged.
“What? Sometimes I pay attention to what the fuck you egg heads are doing. Either way, can you do it?”
Kurt turned back to the computer and rat-tat-tatted away at the keys. “Of course I can do it. I just needed a moment to start my heart back up.”
“Fuck off,” Nat threw back heatedly. He was anxious to find her. Our world would cave in if something happened to her.
The three of us concentrated on the screen, tension and impatience thick in the air with the wait to see what showed up. Slowly, the image on the screen shifted and started to become less blurry until finally a clearer picture stared back at us. Fuck, that was Madeline. Who was the man with her?
Obviously anticipating our next command, Kurt beat us to it. “Running facial recognition next. It’s going to be tough though. The entirety of the man’s face isn’t in view. Which means I’m going to have to recreate his image and then run it through and hope for a hit. There’s no guarantees. And it’s going to take me a while, maybe a couple hours. I have to run back to the lab for my computer there. I don’t have the capabilities I need while mobile.”
“Do what you have to do as quickly as possible. Send me that shot as well. I want to show it to the security team that’s been shadowing Madeline. See if they recognize him.”
Kurt closed his laptop and hastily gathered up his stuff. “You got it. I’ll give you a call if and when I find something.”
Grudgingly accepting there was nothing more we could do here, we knew our only options were to wait for the ERT to take the evidence back to headquarters and begin examining it. In the meantime, I was heading downstairs to talk with Campbell and Evans again.