I included the new details that it might have been equipped for wheelchairs and that someone was stopping into the field office later to go through some photos. I told her I’d fill her in on the rest when I returned. Beth responded that she’d pass the information along. I put my phone back in my pocket and waited at the front desk for Prassey, who hadn’t been in his office when I walked back downstairs. Then I saw him approaching from down the hall, and he waved me over. “Our security office is back here,” he said. “I was just letting our guy know what you were looking for, and he’s working on getting that footage pulled up.” “Thank you,” I said. “This way.” Prassey turned back toward the hallway. I followed him toward where the hall dead-ended near the dealership’s parts counter. Prassey pointed me inside a small room, not much bigger than a walk-in closet. Two computer towers were stacked in the right corner, next to a small desk with a twenty-some-inch monitor sitting on the desk’s surface.
