Mr. Ford looked both alarmed and electrified. Detective Hanson sensed that he had just struck a chord in him. Now, all that remained was for him to break completely and tell him the answer to the question he had just asked.
Just then, Mr. Ford looked up, his eyes flashing at him, "Is this what you came all the way here to talk to me about?" His voice was laced with anger. "You do realize that this is trespassing, right?" He was vibrating now as he spoke, "You are meddling in matters that do not concern you. Do you know the penalty for that?"
"Do you also know the penalty for aiding and abetting murder?" Detective Hanson shot right back at him, "Look, we don't have to take things further than it has gone already. I know this burner came from this place and I am not leaving here until I know who it was made for."
Mr. Ford's face broke into a small smile.
