He took another drink, then sighed, placing his glass on the small table that served as a coffee table, quiet for a long while. "There... was a boy down there. Nick, I think is his name, that had been..." Oliver trailed off then, his lips turning into a frown. "Hurt, quite badly. Someone had actually safety pinned a note to his back." Another pause, another sigh, and he shifted slightly, pinching the bridge of his nose with one long-fingered hand.
"A couple of other guys came down too. I didn't stay long after the paramedics showed up, but... I'm pretty sure the other two found a body. It..." He pulled his hand away from his face, steadying a look towards Aiden. "What the hell did I buy myself into coming here?"