The search dragged on, but ignoring the anger and loss, Alice continued to move towards the goal. Here it is - the first zigzag on the way. They conditionally divided the office into two parts, and each worked on his own half. Detailed. Attentively. Sharpening vision and hearing.

A picture flashed before her eyes, and Alice laughed softly. Searches of the house, when dad was accused of having links with bandits and drug dealing. When a carefree businessman politely advised the police to look under rugs or behind books.

It was the fifth hour of a futile search for something. True, they broke for coffee several times, but the time...