Casima Nehouse, You're Back on Your Bullshit

Casima Nehouse spotted the fake industrial brick entranceway, gaudy, giguresk, gas lamp fixtures, black-hired SUV with emergency lights on out front. And thankfully she spotted it from down the block. Security cams aplenty. Unlike her, she just hoped they hadn't recognized everything that might be useful to her as connected to their case and taken it with them in their initial search. Dr. By's face didn't look panicked exactly. In fact, Kira thought he looked almost too calm, like he'd been expecting this. A warning bell trilled in the back of her mind, but she had no label for it, no idea what was setting