Justin could almost see gears working in Anthony's head, and he smiled, glad he could help him in some way.
"Yeah, the more we know, the more we can give the DA when we meet next. It would be nice to have something concrete by then."
His hand finally fell away from its perch on Ant's shoulder and he glanced around, suddenly at a loss for what to do with himself. "Is there anything I can do to help? Get you some books? Pour you a brandy? Give you a footrub? If you know what to look for, I could help find some of the research you might need, even if I don't understand much of it."