Detective Appelt led me around the maze of cubicles and toward a wall of offices, his strides long despite a slight limp I hadn't noticed before, his fists tight at his sides. Seemed I'd caught him on a bad day. Good.

"What are you doing here?" he growled between a break in the drilling.

"What do you mean, what am I doing here?" I hissed. "You know exactly what I'm here for."

"You should've called."

"You should've thought twice before stealing from me." ...