[@KatherinWinter] [@Argonaut] [@Blueflame]

Argus sighed, not finding much of use in the collected memories; his eyes flashed red in the darkness as he consumed their energy and they rapidly faded from his mind; saving only a brief glimpse the driver had caught of the suspect. The Djinn walked to his car, placing the evidence bin that had been left behind by the police in his SUV and driving the vehicle into an alley out of the way. [color=a0410d]"Considering how badly they screwed up over here odds are the suspect is still on the run." [/color] he groaned.

[color=a0410d]"may as well join up with any other agents in the area."[/color] Argus decided, mumbling to himself as he put his car into lockdown. The vehicle shimmered and faded away, appearing as a faint grey haze in the air as the runes of intangibility engraved in the frame ignited. With the agency vehicle divorced from the material plane, only those with a natural affinity for the supernatural could detect it; and only BOSA agents would be able to restore it to reality. Sticking his hands in his pockets, the djinn followed the trail of demon's ink away from the scene of the crash.

It only took a few minutes for Argus to reach the entrance to the sewers on foot, taking a look at the other BOSA agents, and examining the scene before making his presence known. [color=a0410d]"What did I miss while I was cleaning up that info suppression disaster you people call a car accident?"[/color] the djinn asked, swallowing the cigarette butt dangling from his lips and expelling a puff of smoke from his nostrils.