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approved this investigation?"
    "Yes, Amanda, you may ask and no, they have not. I have hired Ms. Gale on my own and will be paying her fee personally. In some ways that may not be the correct procedure, but the Board will not meet for another month and a half and that is too long to wait. I believe if you all think back carefully you will remember that Ms. Gale worked on a case here at the college a few years ago. She solved the problem of the thefts from the technology department. She was a police lieutenant at the time." He stopped speaking and looked around the room.
    Amanda Knightbridge nodded, "So, this is Ms. Gale? I was on sabbatical at the time but I remember some very glowing accounts of her success. I can see why you are putting this in her hands."
    Bouchet nodded gratefully to Dr. Knightbridge, "I appreciate your cooperation. Ms. Gale will be interviewing each of you," he said, "please introduce yourself and briefly explain your position at the college," he gestured to me to continue.
    I said before anyone could express further shock, "I'd like to speak to each of you in person over the next two days. My time is flexible so if you can tell me now when I may come to see you, that would help."
    "Very well," said Bouchet, "I've already introduced myself so we'll go on to Miranda." He looked to his right. Miranda Juarez gave her name and title. She mentioned that she was not on the Tenure Committee but I wanted to speak with her anyway, so we agreed on 9:00 AM the next day.
    Next around the table was Daniel Cohen the Head of the Fire and Safety Engineering Department. He was tall, about fifty-five, and had curly gray hair. He wasn't fat, but he'd have to be careful counting the carbs. His intelligent ruddy face was noncommittal. He seemed comfortable and casual in sport jacket, tie, and khaki pants. He'd taken off his overcoat when he came in and hung it on the back of his chair. He explained the function of his department, making it clear, in an understated but slightly long winded way, that it was a significant part of the College that impacted fire and safety codes throughout the Country. Cohen checked his list of appointments. He suggested 2:00 PM, Wednesday and explained that his office was across the street.
    Next up was Bart Edgar who seemed to have forgotten we'd just met minutes before. At the time, I'd labeled Edgar a nerd. The label still fit but I was appending, inefficient, and incompetent to the description. I couldn't believe anybody could be such a dolt. Maybe it was an act, covering up the wry intellect of a Shakespearian fool? Yeah, right.
    Edgar explained at length that he was not on the Tenure Committee, then attempted an explanation of his job. He did this all in unfinished sentences, with the logic of a frictionless puck. The more uncomfortable he felt, the more he giggled. While Edgar snickered his way through his narrative, I looked around the room and noticed several of the men tugging their collars. The women were doing the female equivalent; they were looking at their nails.
    Sparking universal relief, I interrupted Edgar myself, "Do you have any time free to speak with me?"
    Edgar began shaking his head, "Time... um, there's a meeting..."
    I asked, "Before or after the meeting?"
    He looked at his calendar, then said, "I could email you?"
    I said, "You mean you have no time before or after your meeting?"
    He stared at me. Then he looked down. "2:00 PM?" he suggested. That was the time Daniel Cohen had just arranged. I glanced at Cohen who had his hand over his eyes and was gently shaking his head.
    I said to Edgar, "How about 3:30?"
    "3:30 PM ?" he asked.
    Resisting the urge to scream, No, you idiot, 3:30 in the morning! I just nodded. 3:30 seemed to be OK, because he began to bob his head and mumble affirmative noises.
    Cutting to the chase, Miranda Juarez turned to me and said rapidly, "Bart's Office is on the third floor of this building, room 310." I nodded and typed it into my schedule.