Casey reached in his coat pulling out a cigarette and lighting it calmly as the young man talked exasperatedly. He hated cigarettes but they were nice in a pinch especially since he was able to replace his lungs if he ever got cancer. He waited for the panicked words from the young man to cease before he calmly replied, "Your sister is safe. She is with the FBI now. She was rescued from a human trafficking den not an hour ago. That is not the sole reason I am here but that can wait. I suggest you get cleaned up before we go to the federal building. I will fill you in on the details on the way there." Casey turned a little bit to blow smoke away from the doorway as a courtesy to young man.