Casey's grim expression softened with the brush of lips to cheek.  A tiny voice in the back of his head shouted the severity of the situation at him.  He'd almost lost his wife in a hit.  Who else might want him dead?  What if he couldn't handle the next surprise?  He closed his eyes for a moment to quiet the demons in his head, as Evelyn walked on to fetch an officer for the trip to the apartment.  Casey made his way back up the stairs to the garage, glancing at the splash of blood that had come from his wife.  It made his stomach twist nauseatingly.<br/><br/>At the third floor of the relatively empty parking ramp, his expression grew hard again, as he saw the splotches of blood.  Only they weren't the normal grey-green ichor of Rachling vitae, but rather paler, and doused in a puddle of something that smelled suspiciously like bleach.  They'd covered their tracks on the way out.  He took a jog to the bit of railing he'd vaulted over, examining the concrete close.  His breath caught, and he felt a tension relieve in his shoulders as a splotch of the untainted gray-green.  From his pocket, he fished a little crystal focus, and a bit of chalk to draw the requisite ritual circle.  Rituals weren't his strong suit, but it didn't have to last for days on end.  Cursing the thing dead wasn't an option either.<br/><br/>A five-pointed star within a circle was all he needed, and a trickle of will into the spell to bring it to life, before the crystal began to glow and hum from beside the bloodsplatter.  He lifted the focus by it's string, and got a thrill of grim satisfaction when it began to sway gently to the northwest.  It was little enough, but it would do.<br/><br/>Back down to the ground level he jogged, his arm twinging it's dismay at him.  He spoke in brief to the police on scene, who had put up a barricade by now to fend off the news crews.  When Evelyn approached, with suitcase in hand, he tried on a smile.  "DMS lost track of them, but I've got a tracker."  He gestured with the focus.  "Let's get out of here, and see if we can't pin down these bastards."