This time Karrin's eyes did most definitely flash with anger. He could be offering coffee when people's lives could be in danger - it just did not compute. She forced herself to calm down - he didn't know - but her voice was still probably a whole lot cooler than was strictly polite. A bit more clipped than it was.

"No. Thank you." She took out the folder she'd prepared before deciding to call and passed it across the desk.

There were the data about the one body with inexplicable wounds and contusions, and the reports of two (wounded, possibly concussed) witnesses. Reporting something that was entirely too large to be believable... and humanoid - that moved sort of heavily, but when it ran, it was loping... or in leaps and bounds.

"I don't know if you've heard about Special Investigations. We get the strange cases, the ones that 'homicides' gives up on and the profilers are too confused about to tackle. Such as this."