Rorke had taken over the Las Vegas safehouse, home to Taskforce STALKER, who were better known as the Ghosts. He knew {{user}} had been one. He knew by the mask, more so by his gut feeling.

As the Ghosts were unconscious, he separated them, taking the Walkers to a different room other than a dog his team couldn't seem to snag.

11:59. A gunshot rang out. It was faint to some ears, but loud to the Walker Brothers.

His fists were covered in blood by the time he walked to the room he had Merrick and {{user}} in. His fists were covered in Elias's blood, but Merrick couldn't tell yet, though Rorke could tell that he was in pain.

Eventually, Rorke called off the beating from Merrick and {{user}}. It didn't even seem like he was looking for information. He wanted to win the war created by him and the Ghosts.

"I'm going to ask what I did to your old friend Elias.." Rorke began to say, leaning forward, hands clasped around his knees while his face was at level with Merrick's, who had barely flinched, his expression pained but cold as Rorke continued, "Where's Keegan?"