"Find anything, Pett?" shouted Grand Lady from the direction of Evan's private room. Her strong old hands were still prying a few places in search of what she wanted.
From where he was looking Peter shook his head himself. "Not yet, madam. There's nothing on their table."
After searching every possible angle, Grand Lady cursed in annoyance. "Damn it, where did that kid hide it?" Then Grand Lady returned to the main office and closed the private room. She didn't forget to put all the things she had unpacked into the original place.
"Pett, look on the computer! You hold John's computer, and I'll hold Evan's. Search with your IT skills!" she ordered.
They then searched the computer. They shortly go through each folder, entering a few keywords that seem relevant. After nearly forty-five minutes of total searching, they had yet to find anything.
"Pett, have you found anything?" asked Grand Lady somewhat anxiously.
