[A snarl forms on Juno's face, but he doesn't speak. He just listens to Wegener speak, his ears twitching in annoyance. Has this man been nothing but a massive waste of time? A dead-end that will never open, regardless of what he does or what trails he follows?

He takes a few steps back, trying to distance himself from the captive and possibly prevent him from overhearing the conversation. In a low mutter, he responds to Javert--]

That's probably the best course of action, as much as I hate to admit it. Put a sack over his head and cart him off to the cops.

[He rubs his eye, looking frustrated. At least Wegner can't see him right now.]

Have you looked into any other connections he has? His family, his friends--beyond the poacher circle, I mean.

[He feels like he's grasping at straws here, and he probably is. This last week has worn his spirit down to the quick, and the blood loss probably hasn't helped.]