Physics. Feild work. Blood spatter. "J, summary report on that kind of thing," he said, leaning over to activate what looked like a long black bar on the side table near his seat. a pale blue screen, pure light, came up and quickly filled in with pictures and a few documents, which Tony moved around by putting his hand through the light. He read through the work quickly, then nodded.
"I have no idea why anybody from here would call you. The worst we get are burns and oil spills. Maybe ink on the lower floors," he said absently, sipping his drink. "J, status report on the scan."
"The building has been throughly scanned, sire. No sign of bodies, dead or injured, anywhere in the vacinity."
"Huh. And the phone call?"
"Does not seem to have originated from any of our lines. Shall I check Miss Nashton's personal phone and computer?"
"Oh come on, Jarvis. Let the CEO play her pranks if she wants to," Tony said, sounding bored. It was entirely possible that Enigma had nothing to do with it, but he was going to let her have this if it was what she wanted. Probably just a small thing to annoy him. She'd been doing good work lately and he had no real reason to suspect that she'd be setting up anything big and dangerous.