The sound of loud pounding sent her hurrying to the front door.
“FBI ma’am, open the door.”
She peeked out. “May I see identification?”
A tall, menacing man thrusted his credentials out to her.
Her brow furrowed. “I don’t understand. Why are you here?”
“We have a search warrant, step back ma’am.”
“Oh my goodness,” she said, as the large group streamed past.
“Where’s your computer?”
She pointed down the hall, “My office.”
“Ma’am! Where’s your computer?”
Her eyes widened. “Oh my…but it was there a moment ago,” she said.
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