The manager looks at both of you, and reluctantly agrees. "As long as you do it quickly - I don't want anything amiss by the time our first account holders arrive."
"Ms. Shannan - if you don't mind humoring me - I will stay here in the lobby while you look, then give you my best estimate of what you found."
Katrina sits in the waiting area as you approach the vault. As the manager unlocks it, you detect no signs that it has been disturbed. Stepping out of the path as the heavy door swings outward, the first thing you notice is the strong smell of mint. From the shocked look on the manager's face, you can quickly tell that something is amiss, and move to get a better look.
"I -- I don't understand. How could so much money be missing?"
He is looking at a clear area on the floor, whose lack of dust indicates that something has recently been moved from it. Something catches your eye in the middle of the vault - a wooden implement about four inches high. It almost looks like a mousetrap standing on end. A large safe deposit box drawer with signs of forced entry gapes open at the far end of this cramped room.