This at least was getting somewhere, finally. Ray sighed and began picking up the other items that had been dumped out of the box, stowing them as best as possible in the pockets of his suit. He was not sure how much use they'd be, but best to take them along. Even the box could be useful.
He found a second box, this one with the other man's name on it. "Here," he said, holding it out. "I think this one's yours."