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Chapter 21

Daylight was in full effect, and Johnson returned to his office and slowly latched the door. He surveyed his office and closed the blinds. Placing himself between his leather office chair and his desk, he slowly sank into his chair. He once again unlocked and opened his drawer—slowly. He tilted his head to look at the small medallion contained therein. After staring at it for some time, he slowly closed the drawer, locked it, and double-checked to ensure that it was locked.

Johnson leaned back in his chair to think. Remembering the victim’s phone in his pocket, he removed it and attempted to open it. It was locked and required a fingerprint to open it. He thought to himself, Technology. He placed the phone back in his pocket and briskly exited his office.