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occurred.
    There, a police captain awaited us. "I'm Captain Coleman, in charge of the NTI robbery investigation. I understand from Commander Perry that you don't trust our work." He gave each of us a long evaluating look.
    Adrian was silent for a moment, probably debating the best approach. "That's not true, Captain Coleman. We're the team assigned to see if this robbery has any connection to a series of other robberies."
    "I let Commander Perry review our findings, but that was a courtesy since the navy has no jurisdiction in this case. That includes you." He smiled. At least I thought that was what his lips were trying to imitate. He felt excited and pleased.
    Adrian nodded agreement, but I could feel his amusement. "You're right. Commander Perry did not have the authority to investigate the robbery, and the NIA appreciates you allowing him access. However ..." Adrian pulled out his P1A access badge and held it up for Coleman to see. "We do have the authority to review your investigation and to conduct our own. And like Commander Perry, we too would appreciate your cooperation and to hear your conclusions."
    Coleman lost his smile, and I could feel his emotional rollercoaster from enjoyment to anger to resignation. "Our conclusion is that it's just a well planned robbery carried out by professionals, who have obviously been planning this for months."
    "I think you're right, Captain."
    Coleman’s tense stance relaxed a bit.
    Adrian went on. "What the three of us need to determine is whether it looks like the same professionals or whether this robbery is unrelated to the others."
    Coleman escorted us into the building, where a middle-aged man met us.
    He looked like the typical executive: well dressed, somewhat overweight, and brown hair greying at the temples. "Commander Shrader, I'm Frank Hubbard, the CEO of NTI. I'm hoping the fact you've P1A authority means there’s a possibility of getting back the chips the thieves stole."
    "That's certainly what we're hoping. Could you talk us through what you believe happened and show us the route the thieves took? Seeing the area will help us put the police report in perspective."
    Hubbard nodded. "They hit the building during our security guard changeover. The two new guards arrived at two in the morning. When the inside guard opened the door, the thieves struck, killing all four guards. Using the guards’ access cards, they gained entrance to the elevator to the basement and the cleanroom where the chips are designed, made, and tested."
    We followed him into the elevator, which delivered us into a room with racks full of white suits, similar to Hazmat outfits. We changed and then he led us through a series of showers where the suits were cleaned and any contaminants removed. We exited into a large room where the chips were manufactured, primarily by robots. A locked door in the back of the room led to a vault where the finished chips were stored. The room also had a self-contained computer system, which held the classified design drawings and specifications.
    Hubbard went on to explain how the thieves had attempted to steal the storage disk with the chip designs, but had failed.
    As he talked, Gannon sidled up to me where I was standing off to the side, looking around.
    "Ma'am," he whispered. "I think they got the designs. They just made it look like they tried to get the storage disk."
    "What makes you think that?"
    "Commander Perry and Captain Coleman believe they botched the job because they didn't have the right tools and were in a rush to leave, but the raiders seem too organized for the clumsy attempt they made. I wanted access to the computer, but they said it was a waste of time."
    "If you had access, could you determine if they managed to access the computer?" I asked, interested because I agreed with Gannon. The thieves were very organized at each robbery, so clumsy didn't fit.
    He nodded.
    I gestured for him to follow me as I walked over to Hubbard.
    "Excuse me, Mister