Ty muttered another series of curses under his breath as he surveyed the empty case. He had been alerted earlier this evening, before he’d been about to leave, that six additional artifacts had turned up missing. Overall, twenty priceless pieces had disappeared from the archives storage area.
“I swear the items were there earlier,” the technician insisted.
Ty glanced at the young man who was nervously twisting his hands. The technician was one of the interns who worked with the university as part of his degree program. He remembered interviewing him a few months back.
“Chan, is it?” Ty asked, trying to keep his temper from erupting.
“Yes… Yes, sir,” Chan replied. “It’s really Chanler, but everyone calls me Chan.”
“Chan, did you see anyone else come into the research or storage area to
