The pawn shop had reported the console stolen.

The depot had flagged a bad transaction.

Mr.

Keller had gone to the police about a minor selling him property.

Somebody had decided the chair was a hazard.

Somebody thought we had taken something from the Lins.

Somebody thought Julian had done something to Maya, which arrived last and which made me put my hand over my mouth in the back of that car.

And the real answer was not on my list, because the real answer involved a database that I did not know existed and a man I had never heard of whose name was Dusty.