"The killer was right here?" Jacobi frowned. "In this office? I don't think that's possible Charlotte."
"Are you doubting me?" Charlotte stared at him. "I said the killer was here. Might still be here. We've got to get out of here now. Come on, let's get going."
"No one's been in here Charlotte," Jacobi said. "Remember we have been outside watching."
"Watching?" Mount laughed. "More like talking about all the evil things we've done in the world." Jacobi nudged him and he laughed.
"Look," Charlotte said. "I certainly don't care about your conversation, the two of you. I'm telling you that someone came in here and that person might be the exact person we have been looking for all the while."
Jacobi frowned and stared up at the ceiling. "Proof?" Charlotte pointed at the secretary whose head was still resting on the table. "Why don't you go ask that nice secretary over there? I'm sure she'll tell you what went on here."