Police tape around the library.

There's yellow police tape surrounding the library. Two cop cars and a van are sitting out front and a half-dozen police officers are poking around. A man in a blue herringbone suit, whom Kennedy's brain identifies as her supervisor Paul Davies, is standing by the police cars. She immediately walks over to him, stopping at the yellow tape.

"Paul, what's going on?"

"Somebody broke in and robbed the place."

"Why didn't you call me?"

"I only got here about half an hour ago, and the police want to talk to you anyway."

"They think I did it?"

He looks at you strangely, as though Kennedy mentioning it roused his suspicion.

"No, they want your help identifying what was stolen. Detective!"

A man in a black suit strides over. He's five-foot-nine (about your height) with a blonde brush-cut and piercing blue eyes that immediately draw and hold your attention. Most importantly, he has an undeniable scent of magic about him.

Kennedy, this guy's a warlock.

Duh. I am a sorceress you know; how do you think I summoned you?

He's powerful; in my current weakened state I'm pretty sure I can't take him.

You don't have to 'take him'. He's a police officer.

Don't say I didn't warn you.

He looks at the pad of paper in front of him. "Miss – Kennedy O'Brien; Irish heritage?"

"Yes, but I'm not sure how it matters."

"Everything matters, Miss O'Brian. I'm Detective Jaeger Schmidt. Now, if you'd come with me I'd like you to take a look at the crime scene and tell me what's missing. Don't worry, the men have already been over it for prints and secondary evidence."

Kennedy ducks under the tape and follows him inside. You can feel her nervousness, which only gets worse when you cross the threshold.

What's wrong?

I put a detection ward on the door; it hasn't been triggered. Whoever 'broke in' used a key.

She follows the detective on a fairly straight path among the shelves. Everything looks normal until you get to the small wooden bookcase beside the door to the AV room. It's been emptied.

"What was in this bookcase, Miss O'Brien?"

Kennedy gulps. "This was the occult book section, Detective. It was assembled by a special interest group back in the 90's, and nobody really paid it any mind."

Then why are you nervous?

Because I 'borrowed' the Charm of Old Totems from it to summon you; it's in my apartment right now.

"Do you know anything more specific?"

"Not really, detective Schmidt. It's just a bunch of old books."

"Do you have any photographs?"

"Yes, but they're way out of date. This isn't exactly the highest priority for insurance."