Harriet listened carefully as Mike called Benjamins' phone, just in case he dropped it. She gave a small frown before she glanced towards Mike with a tilt of her head as he asked if she could detect it.
"Detect, yes." She said before she frowned, "But sadly not track it." She continued before she stepped towards the wall slightly and closed her eyes.
She focused, her own magic slowly bubbling through her body as she reached out to grab onto whatever magic was lingering. "Shadow Hopping." She spoke out loud, her eyes still closed as she listened- not to the scenery, at least not what happened in front of her currently. "There was no struggle, one assailant." She furrowed her brow as she continued listening, "No blood, so he's at least not harmed."
Harriet opened her eyes slowly and stepped a single step back, looking around hesitantly before she breathed in. "Just... Give me a second." She said before she lifted her arms as she focused her magic again, this time; something different.
The wall seemed to glimmer as if glass as in front of it, before it pulled out a bit, not passing Harriet. The glassy texture shimmered a bit more, but suddenly a ghostly version of Benjamin appeared in the 'frame', taking a step forward to pause and check things. Harriet narrowed her eyes as she watched the shadowy figure hesitate in the shadows as they watched Benjamin. Mike would be able to see the shadowy figure as well, as the temporial illusion didn't allow them to hide in the shadows.