You dig through the pile, trying to find anything noteworthy. It’s mostly burnt papers and crumpled up trash, but you quickly find a small brown envelope.
KLAIR
Hey, guys. Check it.
BONNIE
What is it?
ISSAC
It's an envelope, Bon.
BONNIE
I know that. I'm asking what's IN it.
You open up the envelope. Inside is a single folded up piece of paper, yellowed with age.
KLAIR
It's a telegram.
ISSAC
About what?
KLAIR
...A death notification.
BONNIE
Oh, no...
KLAIR
That's rough.
ISSAC
...N-No shit.
BONNIE
Do- Do, um, do you think this... Jacob guy is who we're looking for?
KLAIR
It could be Mr. Cornielle, too. Let's just... uh, let's just keep looking for... are you doing alright, Issac?
ISSAC
What? Yeah, I'm good. Why do you ask? I'm totally fine.
BONNIE
You're fidgeting a lot.
ISSAC
Does it have to be a federal fucking issue when a guy just fidgets with his hands? I'm fine. Let's fucking move on, okay? We have to find Leon.
BONNIE
S-Sorry!