<span style="font-family: 'Book Antiqua'"><span class="fixed-color" style="color:#99ff99">"I'll get somebody looking through missing persons reports... maybe they've been snagging sidewalk sleepers, derelicts.  So many people go missing in this city, there's no telling."  She glanced over at him.  "What I meant was -- will an analysis of the ThreeEye match it to substances found at other crime scenes?  Or are we the only ones to know about that link?  Your tech busting thing with magic, is that only active use or does it like -- is it passive?  If you put your blasting rod in a room and walked away, would it still fry tech?"<br/>
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It wasn't a long drive to where they were going.  Cat found street parking and turned off the SUV, just... sitting there a minute.  "You ever done a next-of-kin notification?"</span></span>