F I N A L L Y …the blue and white door. How she’d managed to find it, she really couldn’t tell. It was almost like she had a little breeze pushing at her back. Maybe her instincts kicked in and helped her; only kami knew for sure. She only hoped that she could find her way back to her own office, once she returned his property. It was late in the afternoon, and she didn’t relish the thought of wandering the hallways until people arrived for work the next morning to point her in the right direction. She then noticed a little detail that her secretary forgot to tell her. There was a small number 3 painted in the center of the door.

Reaching down with her right hand she touched the knob, only to have it jerked away from her by someone opening the door from the other side. There in front of her stood a short young man with such a scowl on his face that the prosecutor was momentarily stunned into silence. After regaining her composure, she gave a little bow and asked, “Do you know where I can find Captain Saitoh’s office?” She supposed that she should have introduced herself, but something told her that it would not be wise.

The man glared at her, his face beginning to turn an angry shade of red before spitting out, “It’s here.” She took a step back. His reaction to her question was….interesting to say the least. Tokio would bet that there was no love shared between the Captain and this man, whom ever he might be.

She stood in silence while the man stomped past her, then she took a tentative step inside. The office was neatly appointed; there were some chairs, and an empty desk. The closed door had to be the one she was looking for.

Walking up to it, she knocked on it firmly.