The smell of charred flesh hung in the air; human, possibly. Lana's flashlight swept the area -- scorch marks there, and ash. A trail of it led to one of the lobby doors. On the other side, the handle of the file room door had been sheared away. Brute force, and not that much required, if a cursory examination from several yards away was any indication. Which it likely was; she hadn't been a top detective for nothing.
She flicked the beam it in a quick dip, towards the undamaged file room door, hoping Ilia would take the hint. No need to advertise that they were here more than they already had. They could check the desk on the way in; that would also give them a little cover if whatever had gone into the lobby came back out.
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The smell of charred flesh hung in the air; human, possibly. Lana's flashlight swept the area -- scorch marks there, and ash. A trail of it led to one of the lobby doors. On the other side, the handle of the file room door had been sheared away. Brute force, and not that much required, if a cursory examination from several yards away was any indication. Which it likely was; she hadn't been a top detective for nothing.
She flicked the beam it in a quick dip, towards the undamaged file room door, hoping Ilia would take the hint. No need to advertise that they were here more than they already had. They could check the desk on the way in; that would also give them a little cover if whatever had gone into the lobby came back out.