A choice.
( ooc: Use this to continue searching the crime scene)
The Bullet fragment Xialian picked up would feel warm , boarder line hot in her hand as the few fragments of visible scrips flared to a dull silver glow in the presence of a magical being, even as mild as her psychic abilities. Upon closer inspection of some of the more intact fragments , one might notice that the ruins them selves where dull while the rest of the silver glowed, as if the runes them selves rejected the spell.
OR
Xialians communication device buzzed after a long while (say 20 mins or so) with the sound of a file sent , it was the recording of the dispatch request and a text from Coofer.
" Warehouse belongs to Kara Hamonds, as does the "Halloween" decor on the second floor. My guys are outside but no one is gonna go up there again tonight."