“Probably using other scents, like I used to use perfume when we hunted our parents’ killers. I don’t know about the visions, although would depleted uranium do that?” Jetta asked from the corner of the room. She was working at small table, smearing the hollow noses of 9mm bullets with a thick paste.

“Your parents’ killers?” Devaney asked.

“We lost our parents to an outlaw pack of werewolves. My brother and myself. We hunted them down and killed them all. Almost all. I used heavy perfumes to confuse my scent or they would have identified me early on,” Jetta said, looking up from her task.

“Speaking of scents, that stuff is pretty stinky,” Devaney said, nodding at the paste.

“It’s a mixture of Angelica, Blessed Catholic anointing oil, betony, mandrake, and mugwort. Chris gave it a dose of his angel voodoo aura and it should give demons a nasty wound,” Jetta said.

“Won’t it spray all over the gun’s innards?” Holly asked, mildly interested but making a face at the smell.

“I’ll seal them all with fingernail polish next,” Jetta said, turning back to the bullets.

Devaney studied her for a moment, then turned to find Chris and Stacia watching his reaction.

He shrugged. “I had no idea you knew so many scary college kids,” he said to them with a grin.

“Oh don’t worry. We don’t hunt werewolves anymore. Unless they go bad. Half our friends are werewolves,” Jetta said without looking up.

Devaney shook his head in wonder and turned back to Chris. “So what next?”

“Scenting her was always a long shot, but worth the effort. I’m disturbed about the idea of DU in the hands of demons. But to answer your question, now we use regular police work. Look for irregularities, anomalies, things that stand out as odd. And we have Omega doing a massive amount of the data collecting and processing. Any updates?” he asked no one in particular, instead looking up at the ceiling.

“I have checked power usage patterns, grid scanned the city with thermally sensitive drones, and monitored all Internet and cell phone usage. Electric utility and heat patterns have revealed nothing of interest. Internet and cell usage have shown some interesting details.”

The holographic map went from all blue to a mix of reds, yellows, and oranges. The team moved up close and even Jetta paused in her work to watch.

“Each color represents a different range of data usage, with red the highest, then orange, and finally yellow. What patterns do you see?”

“The reds are clustered in houses closest to the campus, with a few outliers at what I guess are businesses,” Holly said.

“True. Highest usage at college housing sites, on the campus itself, and in the internet-based companies in town. What else?”

“Yellow clusters are far from the colleges, so they might be elderly or low income?” Jetta guessed.