Spinelli and Walker headed toward the main security office of the mall and Marsh stayed in the van.
"Anything going on?" Spinelli asked.
"My eyes are glued to the computer monitors and other than you and Walker there's no other activity taking place."
Spinelli knocked on the door to the security office. No one answered. He tried the handle but it wouldn't budge. His chest constricted, nearly cutting off the blood flow to his heart.
He pulled his cell phone from the pocket of his Santa suit and dialed the number to the mall security office. Through the doorway, he could hear a phone ringing but no one answered.
Spinelli glanced at Walker. "Step back."
Spinelli used his heel to kick the door open. The door to the small vacant cluttered office flung open. He took a seat on the high-back
