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miserably.
“It still could have been hacked on-site,” Garrett said. “In which case, they have to have someone very good with technology on their team, and I’d think that gives you a place to start. There can’t be too many jewel-thief hackers in the world,” he added.
“That’s a good theory,” the detective said, pinching his chin.
“I have some contacts you could use. People who might know who could do that kind of work,” Garrett said, explaining about Berringer Bodyguards.
The two men started talking as if she wasn’t even there, and Tiffany was tempted to scream to make sure she was. On one hand, she was fascinated by what Garrett knew, and thankful for the help he offered; on the other, she had been effectively cut out of the conversation.
When they were done, Detective Ramsey turned to her. “I’ll need you to check the inventory, and an officer will take your statement,” he said, and she nodded, about to say something as he turned away.
“Well, nice to know he acknowledges my existence,” she grumped, crossing her arms across her middle.
“Most of those guys aren’t too chatty, not in the middle of an investigation, anyway,” Garrett said, opening his smartphone. “Don’t take it personally.”
“I’m not supposed to take it personally that he thinks I was involved?”
“I think we all know you weren’t, but it’s their job to suspect everyone, dust out every corner.”
Tiffany took a deep breath, calming her agitation. She knew that was true. Detection 101—no one was above suspicion.
“You’re right. I guess I’m just tired and touchy.”
“Perfectly understandable. Tiffany?” Garrett prompted, looking concerned.
“Sorry, just zoned out for a second. I’d better get this inventory done,” she said with a sigh.
“Okay. I’m going to make a few phone calls. Let me know when you’re done. Don’t worry, we’ll figure this out.”
“You don’t have to wait. I could be a while,” she said, wondering if he meant “we” as him and herself, or him and the police. Tiffany felt disgruntled and out of the loop.
“No problem. Let’s grab something to eat after this and talk,” he said, and leaned in to kiss her cheek almost absently before going back to his phone.
Well, okay then. It wasn’t that she didn’t want to see Garrett after this was done, and she could use a meal but…she just felt dismissed. You go take care of the inventory and just don’t worry your pretty head about anything else, she thought crankily, knowing she was probably being unfair, but it was how she felt.
She was a detective, but she didn’t feel much like one at the moment. At the moment, she was the assistant manager of the jewelry store, and she did need to do the inventory, so she focused her attention on that for the next hour or so. When she was done, she sought out Ramsey and told the detective what he needed to know, and what they had expected all along.
In spite of the several very lovely and expensive pieces in the cases, the only things missing were the diamonds. That was exactly like the other robberies, as much as she knew about them, anyway. The only other thing was that all of the paperwork, the certifications, bills of sale, everything that had come with the diamonds, was also missing, having even been wiped off of the computers. Someone knew exactly what they were looking for, and now they had no records of ever owning the diamonds at all, which was going to make settling the insurance even more difficult. Tiffany understood why it seemed very much like an inside job, because who else would know exactly where to find all of this material, the computer passwords, and be so thorough?
Making her way to the back office, she sat down at the desk, discouraged and exhausted, and let her head fall down on her arms. She only intended to rest her eyes for a minute....
4
G ARRETT FOUND T IFFANY at her desk in the back office. The police were gone, though tape remained
“It still could have been hacked on-site,” Garrett said. “In which case, they have to have someone very good with technology on their team, and I’d think that gives you a place to start. There can’t be too many jewel-thief hackers in the world,” he added.
“That’s a good theory,” the detective said, pinching his chin.
“I have some contacts you could use. People who might know who could do that kind of work,” Garrett said, explaining about Berringer Bodyguards.
The two men started talking as if she wasn’t even there, and Tiffany was tempted to scream to make sure she was. On one hand, she was fascinated by what Garrett knew, and thankful for the help he offered; on the other, she had been effectively cut out of the conversation.
When they were done, Detective Ramsey turned to her. “I’ll need you to check the inventory, and an officer will take your statement,” he said, and she nodded, about to say something as he turned away.
“Well, nice to know he acknowledges my existence,” she grumped, crossing her arms across her middle.
“Most of those guys aren’t too chatty, not in the middle of an investigation, anyway,” Garrett said, opening his smartphone. “Don’t take it personally.”
“I’m not supposed to take it personally that he thinks I was involved?”
“I think we all know you weren’t, but it’s their job to suspect everyone, dust out every corner.”
Tiffany took a deep breath, calming her agitation. She knew that was true. Detection 101—no one was above suspicion.
“You’re right. I guess I’m just tired and touchy.”
“Perfectly understandable. Tiffany?” Garrett prompted, looking concerned.
“Sorry, just zoned out for a second. I’d better get this inventory done,” she said with a sigh.
“Okay. I’m going to make a few phone calls. Let me know when you’re done. Don’t worry, we’ll figure this out.”
“You don’t have to wait. I could be a while,” she said, wondering if he meant “we” as him and herself, or him and the police. Tiffany felt disgruntled and out of the loop.
“No problem. Let’s grab something to eat after this and talk,” he said, and leaned in to kiss her cheek almost absently before going back to his phone.
Well, okay then. It wasn’t that she didn’t want to see Garrett after this was done, and she could use a meal but…she just felt dismissed. You go take care of the inventory and just don’t worry your pretty head about anything else, she thought crankily, knowing she was probably being unfair, but it was how she felt.
She was a detective, but she didn’t feel much like one at the moment. At the moment, she was the assistant manager of the jewelry store, and she did need to do the inventory, so she focused her attention on that for the next hour or so. When she was done, she sought out Ramsey and told the detective what he needed to know, and what they had expected all along.
In spite of the several very lovely and expensive pieces in the cases, the only things missing were the diamonds. That was exactly like the other robberies, as much as she knew about them, anyway. The only other thing was that all of the paperwork, the certifications, bills of sale, everything that had come with the diamonds, was also missing, having even been wiped off of the computers. Someone knew exactly what they were looking for, and now they had no records of ever owning the diamonds at all, which was going to make settling the insurance even more difficult. Tiffany understood why it seemed very much like an inside job, because who else would know exactly where to find all of this material, the computer passwords, and be so thorough?
Making her way to the back office, she sat down at the desk, discouraged and exhausted, and let her head fall down on her arms. She only intended to rest her eyes for a minute....
4
G ARRETT FOUND T IFFANY at her desk in the back office. The police were gone, though tape remained
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