And everything took longer than anticipated.
She spent hours at the police station.
Despite the fact that she had remote-locked her computer last night, they had to double- and triple-check everything with her. She hadn’t had any real hope of getting it back to begin with, so suffering through a few hours at the police station instead of rewriting her essay seemed fair.
Luckily for Stacia, she hadn’t been the only robbery in the neighborhood that night, which meant the police were able to track down the perpetrators. Turned out they were just some assholes who lived nearby. After mounds of paperwork and lots of wait time, her computer and pearls had been returned to her, and the police said they would contact her if they needed anything else.
She counted it as a miracle. Her purse and
