Kane stared at the massive flat screen, remote dangling from his fingers as the morning news anchor's polished voice filled Cyrus's living room.
"—preliminary investigations suggest a catastrophic gas leak caused the explosion at Aurelia Restaurant last night. The upscale establishment suffered extensive structural damage, forcing the evacuation of dozens of patrons and staff."
Shaky phone footage played across the screen—screaming diners, flickering emergency lights, and the crystal chandelier crashing in a shower of sparkling fragments.
Kane leaned forward, studying each frame for any hint of supernatural activity.
Nothing. Just chaos and terror, exactly as the Bureau intended.
"Eyewitnesses report hearing loud cracking sounds moments before the incident," the anchor continued, her expression appropriately grave.
"Fortunately, no deaths or serious injuries were reported, thanks to the quick evacuation efforts of restaurant staff and emergency responders."
