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Two more soon joined the warehouse investigation, first a girl Devon was pretty sure he'd last seen on the plane and hadn't actually been showing her face much in the resort and the other being Akiko who had clearly recovered some after their morning escapades though he wasn't sure she should be up and running already given how she had fainted not all that long ago. The both of them brought forward their own considerations. Certainly the witchfinders did employ that drug of theirs to simulate the powers of supers to a degree and they did employ some supers of their own, but there were no traces of their favored salt or fire being used in this location.

Akiko brought forward a couple reasonable theories, certainly if they were ambushed they wouldn't have had the time to use their drugs, as he doubted they ran around with a couple syringes at all times. A distraction would also be a somewhat feasible suggestion, but that didn't feel right with the meticulous flattening of the building.

"This doesn't look like a distraction, a fire or an explosion would have been far more effective as an attention grabber and a timed or remote igniter would certainly allow them to set it all to go whenever they wanted. But if there was any fighting it was too sudden for the Witchfinders to use their drugs or they didn't have any available to them, given that this looks nothing like the diner that got hit with all the salt and fire." He said traversing towards where Silver Fang had gone to investigate a slight displacement in the asphalt light enough that without that holographic overlay it probably wouldn't even been visible.

As Silver Fang traced some marks she noticed towards the building Devon looked closer at the scuffs on the street. "Definitely had two sets of wheels on it's axle, but the prints seem to indicate some rather small wheels as I'm pretty sure I'm looking at the marks of two axles." Devon mused as he made a mental estimation of how big those wheels could have been from the scuffs. "I don't think these scuffs are from whatever tore the building apart, looks like like a trailer... Maybe one you'd carry behind a large pick-up or something."

As he turned his head back towards what once was a building a question popped up in his mind. "But why would you park in front of a door if you're just gonna pull out a wall?" He exclaimed pointing towards the holographic projection of the door. "... Unless wrecking the place is just an afterthought." He theorized walking towards where the door had been, carefully looking at the ground to see if there was any clues left. Which between the rubble and the trash strewn on the ground was harder than expected... At least he didn't think that a snickers bar wrapper was the clue he was looking for.

Carefully pacing back and forth between where once was a door and the tread marks, likely looking like a demented methhead in the process as he muttered about the items that passed in front of his eyes. Then from the corner of his eyes he noticed something out of the ordinary. "Now that's a smoking gun if I ever saw one." He said with some excitement in his voice as he walked to the object in question. Honestly if he hadn't looked at it from that exact angle he probably would have passed it off as a random bit of trash given the falling debris had smashed it up quite a lot, but that was a casing and wherever there are spent casings there almost certainly was a gun being fired at some point.

"Hmm, it's a bit hard to determine with how badly it has been smashed, but that looks like a pistol caliber... 9mm Luger maybe? Odd color casing though." He noted squatting down next to the casing. He wasn't planning on messing with any physical evidence on this site and that bullet casing made it even less appealing to touch anything, especially the casing itself.