I stood up and scanned the floating wooden shelves mounted above the computer monitors.

The bottom shelf held his collection of adult desk toys.

The small wooden puzzle blocks were lined up there, right next to the shiny brass pendulum cradle.

But the clear plastic container was missing from its usual spot on the end.

Daniel usually kept a set of three dozen small magnetic spheres inside that container.

They were incredibly strong, heavy metal balls he would clack together while taking conference calls.

The magnetic spheres made a sharp clicking sound when they touched.