Cole had followed her into the showroom, keeping an eye on her as she worked. At first it looked as though she was almost in some kind of drugged state, focused and hyper aware, but calm. It took him a few seconds to realize her senses must be drinking in the environment, capturing every possible detail and then some. As she worked, he give the room a quick once over from his vantage point in the doorway, slipping on a pair of black gloves as he put together the details he could see. He took note of body placement and the condition of the display cases, expression turning grim when noticing the shatter pattern. Broken from the inside. Just as he had expected.<br/><br/>Next he checked the camera footage, moving over slightly to allow her a chance to look it over along side him. The store owner's moment of panic before the static took every feed gave him pause, but he nodded at this as well. Cat had been mistaken when she mentioned how Cole wouldn't need to worry about cameras. Devices could pick up on his presence just fine. The police would have a hard time matching the image to his own face, of course, but the more footage of him that existed in the world, the more they might be able to match his image to facial recognition within a database. That could create problems for him, and more importantly, for Ezra. Still, what he was watching on the security cameras now was something else entirely. The timing was too sudden after those in the store were spooked, and if it had been charges set to blow the lines, the cameras wouldn't still be working afterwards. Something<i>else </i>did this, and his eyes narrowed slightly weighing the implications.<br/><br/>After isolating and wiping their own time on camera, then looping the prior hour to fill the missing time, he then headed to the manager's office. To only his mild surprise, the ledgers for the store's inventory were gone. He checked the safe where the more 'unofficial' records were kept, only to find they too were missing. This wasn't entirely outside his reasoning either, but it still made things a little more complicated than he'd like.<br/><br/>Cole turned to Cat with a slight frown, "I may have an idea of what's going on, but I still need information to present a solid case to the queen. She mentioned you had worked for her in the past? Robberies and the like? If so then you must have connections at the street level." He looked her in the eyes, "We need to track down someone in the know. Someone with loose lips. I need to find out if there was an item in this store,<i>any item</i>which hit their radar in the past week. Something valuable enough that it would warrant a quick and dirty job like this. Think mystical." His expression took on a quiet intensity and he almost growled surveying the aftermath in the room beyond, "And we need to do this fast. If I'm right, we're already on borrowed time."<br/><br/>Looking back to her he nodded, "We should compare notes first. What'd you pick up on in there. Share your thoughts, no matter how implausible." His eyes searched hers a moment, and through the chaos of thought and grave portents within his mind, he couldn't help but notice those hazel eyes and the torrent of an almost primal intelligence lurking behind them. In the back of his mind, a voice warned that her timing, showing up when she did after this store had been hit, the fact that her past was a mystery to him, the way she could slide around security and paid attention to detail.. it all made her an important suspect, even if his reason argued those facts didn't quite add up with the evidence present. Somehow he ignored that voice. He could tell himself that it was because they didn't have time to worry about her as an unknown, or that Ezra placed her trust in Catori, or that it was best to keep watch on her for now in order to discover what her true motives were... but these were all excuses he told himself. The truth, the<i>horrifying </i>truth, was that he was ignoring such warnings and he<i>didn't know why.</i>