“She told us to not touch anything,” I said. When she didn’t look at him, Quentin repeated, “Hey, Nat.”
Nat… that was what I called her. “He had plans out here this weekend, and we were just discussing how to deal with this mix-up. Reaching the far window of the office, Chloe checked it out, looking for any signs of damage or entry while John studied the safe nearby. “She told us to not touch anything,” I said. Still, Erin was right—I’d hired Chloe and her team to do a job, and not letting them perform their duty would have been foolish, so I stood by Erin and watched them cautiously move around the room, searching for any sign of danger. “What are the chances of it having a digital hard drive?”
“Computer looks older,” Chloe said, looking doubtful, “but we can try. “About a week?”
“And you didn’t hear anything?” I asked.
