"It wasn't there," Natasha insisted. "If someone tried to break in the system would have went off. I would have been notified." Paranoid? Just a bit. "And since I wasn't...." What was this?
She leaned closer and read the screen. "Here. The log shows they were heading the Museum of Natural History. The last report was at eleven when a redhead met them on the steps."
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