The door was pulled to, but the latch hadn’t caught.

The office was bright, lit by two large windows that looked out over the back patio.

A high-end desktop computer sat on the corner of his wide mahogany desk next to a row of glossy pamphlets showing a sleek silver sports coupe.

I walked behind the desk and moved the car brochures to the side to clear a space for my notebook.

Directly under the top glossy folder lay a sealed white envelope with a red window on the front.