Previously: When Peter returned from the bathroom he had a file in his hands. "We've got a case."
"What's it about?" Neal questioned as Peter walked behind his desk and snatched the stress ball from the ex-con's hands.
"A seventeen year old went missing yesterday." Peter explained, "Her father's a big time art collector—"
"So someone kidnapped her and wants a painting?" Neal guessed, standing in front of the desk. "Did the kidnapper make any demands yet?"
Peter shook his head, opening the file and pulling out a piece of paper before reading, "I've taken the thing you love the most."
Neal raised an eyebrow, "That's it?"
"That's it."
"So why are we dealing with a kidnapping?"
Word count: 100
Word: Love