“THAT’S IT FOR all the cameras except the one over the front exit.” Conlan tapped the mouse to bring up the activity log for the camera that showed us a view of the outside steps. Thank goodness Dad had positioned the camera so it didn’t pick up sidewalk traffic, or we would have been here all day.
We had been able to narrow the timeline down to a twenty-four-hour period, from when I’d last used the Jeep to when the storm had iced the vehicles. Very few people had come or gone from the building during that time, which meant there wasn’t much to look at.
“There.” I pointed at the monitor where it showed someone arriving at the bottom of the steps. They were mostly out of the camera range, but we could see their arm as they stood there.
A minute went by. The person climbed the first tw
