Bill nodded once and withdrew his knife from the top flap of the box. "Yeah... No offense to the spirits... but I'd like to let the science grab whatever they can about someone like this." He closed the knife, and slid it back into his pocket. "Cop first." His hands stayed in his pockets as he took a last look around. "Beer kegs. He tossed those around hard enough to break most of the large bones in a man's body. That ain't nothin' to sneeze at. Also gonna be damn hard to get a jury to buy it. Kinda see why this case is pissin' you off." He said with a calm look to Jason. He took a deep breath... He got the scent. He wasn't a predator, like Jason. But he'd know it if he walked past it.
Heading for the stairs, he said, "Listen. I'm supposed to help you with this. It ain't gonna be easy." he withdrew a couple of cards from his pocket, and extended one to Jason, and the other to Ty. "I'm off tomorrow anyway. That'll give me some time to get the ritual ready. Coyote told me to find you, Richards. I mean to find out why. You wanna know about the Non-cop stuff I can bring, lemme know. Believe it or not, it changes the ritual. Meanwhile, I'm gonna see about clearing it through official channels To help out. Folks are startin' to recognize me. Bad, in a Narcotics Detective. Makes me less effective. Maybe it's time for a change."