Garry lingered a the top of the death chamber , his eyes where immediatley fixed on the Diaz ... which seemed to be emitting some kind of low whispering , or was that just the other people in the room ? , he tore his eyes away from the Diaz and glanced around the rest of the room taking in his surroundings, half hoping to conviniently bump into the Department head. He absent mindely fiddled with his Ministry ID which was hung around his neck for a while ...