[center][color=aba000][h2]Devora Amigora[/h2][/color][/center]
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As the cabinet was removed, Devora wasn't entirely surprised to see a hidden passageway, considering how on edge the rest of the team was regarding it. Nor was she surprised by Sir Fluffles' reaction to the the small tunnel. His eagerness to protect her was only natural at this point.
[color=aba000]"Stay here. Sir Fluffles, make sure nothing sneaks up behind us."[/color] The elf whispered as she moved past her wooden companion, finding a small gap between his body and legs. Her gaze locked onto the body of the woman as she slowly inched toward it, her revolver aimed at the woman's center of mass. As much as she wanted to bring Sir Fluffles in with her, his massive physique couldn't possibly fit in this passageway, and she wasn't about to ask the detectives to back her up.

Her gaze flicked from side to side as she took notice of the bloody runes that lines the wall, but such symbols didn't mean anything other than trouble to her at this point. Devora stopped halfway through the passageway, a singular shade rat skittering from her shadow. The rat sniffed the air for a moment before running over to the woman in the pool of blood. It was best for the operative to not get too close..