into the underground parking garage for the police station and hopped in the next available elevator. He leaned against the wall as he thought about Eve from that morning. The day had started out so peacefully and quickly turned into chaos. He stepped out onto the floor as he passed through the hallway towards the detective’s office. He stopped at reception and saw Becca talking with another detective. He was surprised that she was still being detained. “Mr. Smith, I’m over here,” the detective shouted across the room. Alex made his way through the large amounts of desks and entered the detective’s office. “Why is Becca still here?” The officer closed his door and sat behind his desk. “She’s involved with the break in last night.” Alex gasped. “You have got to be kidding me?” “No sir. She admitted that she turned off the alarm but she hasn’t come clean on why yet.” Alex sat there and stared at the laptop. “I think I know why.” The detective looked at him and then the computer. “Is that why you bought your computer here?” “Yes, I think she may be jealous of someone in my life and wanted to start playing games. If you look at the computer, you will find evidence of that. I really don’t want you to see the pictures but it’s clear she wanted me to see them and it may help in your investigation.” “My suggestion is that you put her on some kind of suspension until the investigation is complete. It may not be safe to have her around the building and make sure you change all the keys and your alarm code.” “What has she said to you, can you tell me?” “We know that she went back to the gallery around eleven o’clock last night. She said that she forgot something and had to go back but we believe shortly after midnight is when the break in occurred. She claims she had nothing to do with it. I’m still looking into that.” Alex nodded. “Can I t alk to her?” He nodded. “Sure but we’ ll be watching and see if she slips up on anything.” The detective stood up as Alex followed him out of th e office and down the hall. They approached the door to where Becca was being interrogated by another detective. The door opened and he walked out as he shut the door behind him. “I think we finally have the story, Masters.” “What’s going on?” he asked as he introduced Alex. “She saw Mr. Smith with a Ms. Matthews a t a local night club. Apparently she became jealous of the two of them and decided to return to the gallery.” Master jumped in. “Let me guess, she left very revealing photos of Ms. Matthews on Alex’s computer so he wo uld be dissuaded from pursuing Ms. Matthews.” “How did you know that?” “Alex just came in with the computer and pictures.” “Well yeah, she wanted to show him how Ms. Matthews wasn’t a good match for him. She thought that would put a wedge in the relationship and pull her and Mr. Smith closer to each other.” “That doesn’t explain the break in though,” Alex stated. “She said that she left in such a hurry that she forgot to put the alarm back on. Some officers just located the missing merchandise. It was a couple of local kids just causing trouble. We can return the items as soon as it’s official.” Alex nodded and couldn’t believe how the last twenty four hours had played out in front of him. Masters turned to Alex. “How do you want to proceed with the charges?” “I want to press charges against the kids. They can’t get away with that. They ruined something very dear to my heart. As for Becca, I would like to speak with her.” Masters opened the door and Becca buried her head in hands. Alex sat down at the table and stared at her. “Becc a, I just don’t understand this. You were so wonderful to me and had a promising career in front of you.” “I know, Mr. Smith. I’m so sorry about all of this.” She started to cry. “I don’t know what came over me. When I saw you and Ms.