Ohanzee listens quietly as the dialog continues. He was happy that it had remained a conversation and not a more violent encounter. The air was being cleared, and that was enough. He wasn't sure she was being entirely truthful, but neither was anyone else, it seemed, and he was content to let them - especially Doc, who seemed to have the most knowledge about Infected - keep her honest. It freed him to ponder other things that weighed heavy on him.
Again he counted the parties pursuing them, trying to categorize them. The PCC and the organized crime in Aspen were unknowns - likely they had no hard information on who Ohanzee and his team were, and might even be entirely unaware of the larger number of infractions they had committed. The mob probably still didn't know the hunters were dead, and so far likely just assumed they had failed to deliver or sold to another bidder or something. The PCC also likely had little clue about the hunters and might or might not suspect arson for the Moran residence - it had been choreographed to appear somewhat natural, so it depended on how much effort they put into the investigation. And with the larger string of crimes going on, it might only get a cursory investigation. The Natelys' abduction might never get reported if, as Ace surmised, they belonged to some secret handshake organization. The front company they worked for would probably keep it hush-hush as part of some damage control and if they ran into the PCC at the RV, it's likely that the PCC would focus on them rather than the actual abductors, all of which assumed that the team that had attacked them on the road didn't end up taking the fall.
He gave the odds of the mob pursuing them as nearly zero and the odds of the PCC giving chase as better than even.
Which brought him to the attackers - both teams. The first team were obviously attempting to recover the artifact. If Ohanzee's team could identify them, then they would likely know who they stole the artifact from. The second team seemed to be after Katsina and if her assessment of them was correct, they worked for the Black Lodge. Ohanzee knew of them only by reputation - whispers on the street. Some Awakened organization bent on nothing short of world domination, or some such. Hopefully Katsina would have more information or Doc could turn something up.
The spirits watching Sam's house were another unknown. Did they belong to one of the other already considered parties, or were they yet another group who wanted bad things for Ohanzee and the others? Considering they knew enough to know where Sam lived, he suspected it might even be the people that Sam - and by extension the rest of Blue Team - worked for. Which potentially limited their options for dumping the artifact safely.
The artifact. Gloria had belonged to the Atlantean Foundation, which Ohanzee knew considerably more about, as heavily involved in magical artifacts as they were. They would certainly be interested in what the team was transporting, though it wasn't unlikely that they might also be who the team stole the artifact from to begin with.
Lastly, we have the Nately's security team. Again, depending on how things went at the RV, they might think that the abductors were dead and give up the chase. Or the PCC might keep them too busy to give chase. Or they might get together and compare notes and then combine their resources and come at us.
They needed answers, but more than that they needed distance. You can't necessarily outrun your problems, but when staying and fighting isn't an option, running is at least a good delaying tactic. If they could cross the border in to the UCAS side of Denver, it might at least make the PCC less of an issue. And if they could lay low long enough, maybe the other parties would lose interest. They'd been as careful as they could, cleaning up and burning as much evidence as they could, so hopefully with a little distance, the trail would run cold for at least some of their pursuers.
But crossing borders carried its own risk. First, they needed a car they didn't hijack. If he could find a fixer in Carbondale, or if one of his contacts could put him in touch with someone there, they might be able to borrow a ride to Denver. But at the border they'd have to show ID. Were any of their IDs burned? What about Doc and Chino, who didn't even have IDs? Ohanzee didn't know much about smuggling other than that it was likely expensive.
In either case, they'd have to start making calls soon if they were going to get any support in Carbondale. But the conversation at hand was necessary, cathartic even, and he resolved to let it go in for at least a little longer before moving on to other pressing issues. Until the sun went down, they weren't going to see behind the mask and even as tired as they all were, it was unlikely she'd be able to get away with blatant dishonesty in a van full of hardened runners. Mostly, it was having to read between the lines and look for willful omission.
But at least she had come clean about being a vampire. Or she had admitted to that in order to hide something worse, but that was too paranoid even for Ohanzee. But something still bothered Ohanzee. She had come clean about being a vampire, but there was still missing pieces to how she came to be a part of Red Team.
"I still don't know who you are. What you are, sure, but how did you come to be a part of this team? We've all retraced our steps over the days leading up to yesterday, with varying levels of success. Most of us have chosen to share that information with the others, again, to varying degrees. But not you. Do you truly have no information of interest on your commlink?"
