The next morning dawned clear and beautiful. Phyllis came into the office to find Cindy already there, poring over data.
"Cindy, dear," Phyllis said in her most grandmotherly voice, "I certainly hope you did not stay here all night."
"No ma'am." Cindy replied. "I got about four hours of sleep. But I have to admit that I'm getting into this case. I finally left at 10:00pm when Don called the Duty Desk and ordered them to throw me out, but I came back about 4:30am."
"I'm happy to hear that my son is taking care of his people." Phyllis replied. "You're supposed to be on 'light' duty, which means heavy on sleep... but I understand your excitement; I'm beginning to get very interested in this case also. So what do we have?"
"I got the financial records yesterday." Cindy said. "Sandra Speer
