[he does not even hesitate] Yes. Yes I think you should. Holy shit. Why did I not think of that before?

[pulling out his phone, scrolling through the numbers of important officials to find the one that seems most helpful]

If they have the servers maybe we can figure out how the fuck they did everything they did. They confiscated everything, right--maybe there's records that can tell us who they were working with.

[ugh he has no law enforcement officials in here besides Ezra, major oversight on his part. He settles on Dorothy Beauregard, his 'handler' as it were, who is always on top of her shit and has never let him down when he needed something done]

[pauses before dialing though and looks at Ezra] Do you have the number? I'd have to make a call to get it.