Before leaving for the night she makes sure that the web cam is setup for recording just in case she can get something. She was a bit disappointed that she didn't capture anything unusual during lunch.
Katrina goes home for the night. The CD that Marty gave you is quite good. It contains a mix of techno, new age, and jazz from several different artists. All in all you quite enjoyed it.
The next morning as you arrive for work, there is several fire trucks, police cars, and an ambulance outside the Babel Systems corporate building. You see several of your co-workers mulling about on a grassy strip just in front of the building.
Kenn Westman, one of the other programmers in your office answers. "From what I heard there was a fire in our floor last night. In our office." He turns to look at the front of the building as two EMT's guide a strecher out to a waitng abilance. A covered form in a black body bag lays on the gerney. Jenny one of the secretaries gasps. "Oh my god! Someone died?"
A man in a dark suit with sunglasses comes up to the group. He flashes a badge. My name is Detective Billings. I am going to need to get a statement from each of you. If you will come with me we can get you people back to work as soon as possible.
After about 20 minutes, it is Katrina's turn to be interviewed in a spare office on the first floor. The dark suit man sits in front of you and he turns on a small hand recorder and puts it on the table between you.
"Miss Katrina Sue Yoppeigh. You are a newly hired computer programmer here at Babel Systems is that correct?" he says. The man appears to be a physically fit in his early forties with short-cropped black hair and piercing blue eyes. He seems to be very serious. He lines up the recorder, a pen, and a notepad in front of him in a neat and orderly fashion.
"How well did you know a Mr. Marty Combs. I believe he had the cubical next to yours."
Katrina focuses on the man and listens to his question. "Yes. That is correct." Then she allows him to continue. "Marty? Is he alright? I've only known him a couple of days now. Is this about Marty?" She looks conncerned. "We went to lunch the past two days. I actually met him for the first time day before yesterday."
"Mr. Combs was found burned to death in his cubical last night." He pauses and watches you for a few seconds before continuing. "Did Mr. Combs act oddly or did you notice anything out of the ordinary from him the times you saw him? Did Mr. Combs give you anything or tell you anything about what he was working on?"
With the announcement of Marty's untimely death, Katrina's jaw drops. "He seemed nervous yesterday. Kind of jumpy. I just thought that I had startled him. He said he had to work late last night to finish up his project. He said he was only gonna be here for a few more hours." She wonders if she should mention the CD. Deciding it would be best to cooperate completely. "He gave me a music CD as I was going home last night. He said we would talk about it today when I got in. I listened to it last night. It just had music on it. I left it at my apartment." She pauses as if thinking about something. "Do you have any ideas about how this happened to him? He seemed like a nice enough guy."
"Mr. Combs was engaging in computer fraud, embezzlement, and terrorist activities. Last night he committed suicide when he discovered that he was about to be arrested." He stares down at his notes and then looks up at you with a steady searching gaze. "Miss Yoppeigh would it be possible if I sent two of my men with you to your home to recover this CD? It might contain information relative to the case." His expression softens and he smiles for the first time. "It would be a great help to us."
"Really? Marty? Wow, he seemed so tame." Then we he asks about the CD. "Uh!? Yeah. Sure. I need to check in with my boss, Mr. Bickford, before I go anywhere. I always want to help out the police in what ever way that I can." She is hoping that she can check the cam before she does anything else. She is wondering if it caught anything. That is if it wasn't burned up when Marty... She tries not to think about it.
"I will talk to Mr. Bickford. He told me that he and his employees would cooperate with the investigation to the best of their ability. And it is very important that we get that CD as fast as possible. That way you can get back to your business in a timely manner." He stands up and goes out the door. About a minute later, he returns with two suited men. "These detectives will escort you. After the CD is recovered they will bring you back to work."
"There is one other thing, Detective. Two days ago, when I came back from lunch with Marty Combs, I noticed that someone had been going through things at my desk. So, yesterday i setup a web cam to try and catch anyone that might do anything while at lunch yesterday. Although there was no activity recorded yesterday, I set it up to record last night. There is a possibility that it caught something. I had it set for both video and audio." She waits for the man's response before saying anything else.
She nods. "OK." She turns to the two men and goes with them to her apartment. Once there she grabs the CD and returns with the men. She hands over the CD to the detective. Then she leads him to her cubicle and tries to access anything that was recorded by her web cam.
After you stop at your appartment and get the CD, you get back into the detective's car. One of the men drives while the other gets in the back seat with you. The man in the back seat gets out a laptop computer and puts the music CD in it. After a few moments of looking at the files on the CD, he says. "Ok, we got it." to the driver.
Driving back you notice that the car is going the opposite way than it should to get back to Babel Systems.
OOC: I thought something else might happen, but I wasn't for sure.
As Katrina notices that the car is heading in the wrong direction, she watches a little while longer. But then the suspense of what is happening has gotten to her. "Uh! Isn't Babel Systems the other way?" She points behind herself. "Are we going to the police station? I thought we were supposed to return to my work after this." She glances around and looks at the car door next to her.
The man next turns to you. "Now Ms. Yoppeigh, let's not have any trouble. Sit still and be quiet." He pulls out a small case from the inside of his jacket. As he opens it, you see two syringes filled with a yellowish liquid.
Looking at the door beside you you notice that it is locked. The car has just gotten on to a highway.
Still a bit freaked out, she tries to calm herself while looking at the case with the two vials of yellow liquid. She watches the route that the car takes so she may figure out where they are taking her.