The door opened and I jumped nearly two feet in the air. I quickly placed her photo in the front of my apron and turned to face Zander.

He looked at me strangely before continuing to his desk. When he was about to take his seat, I saw a look of concern flash across his face. He began rummaging through his items.

“Where is it?” he asked, looking directly at me.

“Where is what?” I was playing dumb. I knew if I confessed immediately he would throw a fit ...