The move to the new Police Administration Building was progressing slowly. First some detective squads, then administrators and then the rest. It was a soft opening and the building would not be formally dedicated for another two months. For now it meant there were no lines in the cafeteria but there wasn’t a full menu either. Bosch got the cop’s breakfast: two doughnuts and a coffee. He also picked up a coffee for Ferras. He ate the doughnuts quickly while putting cream and sugar in his partner’s cup and then took the elevator back up. As expected, when he got back to the squad his partner was at his desk. Bosch put one of the coffees down in front of him and walked over to his own cubicle.

“Thanks, Harry,” Ferras said. “I should have known you’d be here before-hey, you wore that suit yesterday. Don’t tell me you’ve been working all night.”

Bosch sat down.

“I got a couple hours on the lieutenant’s couch. What time are Mrs. Li and her son coming in today?”

“I told them ten. Why?”

“I think I’ve got something we need to pursue. I watched the extra discs from the store’s cameras last night.”

“What did you find?”

“Grab your coffee and I’ll show you. The lieutenant wants to see it, too.”

Ten minutes later Bosch was standing with the remote control in front of the AV equipment while Ferras and Gandle sat at the end of the boardroom table. He cued the disc marked 9/01 to the right spot and then froze the playback until he was ready.

“Okay, our shooter took the disc out of the recorder, so we have no video of what happened in the store yesterday. But what was left behind were two extra discs marked August twenty-seven and September one. This is the disc from September one, which happens to be one week prior to yesterday. You follow?”

“Follow,” Gandle said.

“So what Mr. Li was doing was documenting a tag team of shoplifters. The commonality between these two discs is that on both days these same two guys come in and one goes to the counter and asks for cigarettes while the other goes down the liquor aisle.