Dwight looked from Duke to Lucifer and back again. "The hell is he talking about?"

"Don't worry about it," Duke said cheerfully. "Totally different Sasquatch."

". . . Uh huh." Dwight shook his head. "Right, well. After this case . . . I can see where that one wanted to stick to carpentry." He gestured them into the office, towards a full on murder-board full of photos. Including the blown out front window of a bookstore, where it looked like some sort of bomb had gone off, and a human corpse encased in glass tucked into the sand. "Anyway, the Teagues talked me into it. Couldn't have an outsider coming in with all the troubles around, and Nathan, when you disappeared, folks who didn't know about the troubles took it hard. Figured they'd need a familiar face."

[note to self, update Dwight icon]