Mac and the others went to the first floor of the apartment building. "Here goes nothing," he said.

By the time they got done with that floor, they were ready to quit. "I have never seen so many rude, haughty people in my life," Don said.

"I didn't know I lived in such a snooty building," Mac remarked.

"You would think that maybe some of them would recognize you," Jo said.

"I don't think anyone pays any attention to anyone anymore."

"Not much. Everybody is too busy."

Mac shook his head. "Even I'm too busy."

They got into the elevator to go up to the next floor. A tall guy in a black suit and white shirt got into the elevator. "Good evening," he said in a quiet voice. He had blue eyes and black hair with gray streaks in it. He stood with his hands folded in front of him. "Nice night out there."

"It's cold," Don said.

"Yes, but nice anyway."

Mac looked at the guy who seemed to talk just above a whisper. "You live in this building?" he asked.

"No, I'm visiting a friend," the man said.

"Has your friend said anything about anything strange going on lately?"

"No."

The elevator doors opened and they all left the elevator, except the other guy. "That guy gives me the creeps," Don said. "I can't stand people who talk barely above a whisper."

"Maybe he has trouble with his voice," Jo said.

"Maybe, or maybe he doesn't want us to hear it so we wouldn't recognize it."

"You're always suspicious."

"I'm paid to be suspicious."

They went on down the hall and visited all the apartments on that floor. When they got back to the elevator, Christine was looking at her watch. "This is boring," she said. "And I am tired."

Mac looked at Jo and Don. "I don't think we're going to get anywhere with this," he said. "I'll take Christine up to my apartment and let her stay there while we continue this."

They went up to the next floor and Don and Jo got out. Mac and Christine went on up to the floor Mac lived on. Mac unlocked all the locks on the door and they went in. "Well, at least there are no candles and roses this time," he said. "Just make yourself at home."

"How long are you going to continue that tonight?" Christine asked.

"I don't know. Hopefully until we find something."

Christine kissed Mac. "If you don't mind, I'm going to get some rest."

"I don't mind at all."

Mac led her into his bedroom. He looked around the apartment just to make sure no one was in there. "I'll see you later," he said.

"Be careful."

Mac went out and locked the door. He looked down the hall toward Mindy Peters' apartment. He walked down the hall and around the corner. He thought he caught a glimpse of someone going around the other corner. He thought this whole situation had him on edge. He could not help but think of the fact that someone had drugged him…twice. He knew those drugs could have lasting effects if that kept happening.

Mac went down to Mindy's apartment door. He knew that her bedroom wall joined his bedroom wall. Although he lived in an upscale apartment building, the walls were still thin and some sounds carried. He wondered if Mindy had heard anything, but he also wondered if she had anything to do with it.

Mac knocked on the apartment door and waited. He did not hear anything so he knocked again. He heard someone call, "Just a minute!"

Mac heard the locks on the door and then it opened slightly. He could see the surprise on Mindy's face at seeing him. She had on a robe and had a towel around her head. "Detective Taylor?" she said and opened the door wider. "What brings you over here?"

Mac had to think a moment. "I was wondering if you had heard any strange noises," he said. "Did you hear anything in my apartment yesterday morning?"

"No, I haven't. I always hear when you come home during the night."

"I make that much noise?"

"Oh, you don't bother me. I'm usually just lying awake anyway."

"Can't sleep?"

"Yeah, I'm a night owl, I guess."

"Has anybody visited you lately like salesmen or anyone like that?" Mac asked.

"Well, a few days ago, the landlord visited to fix a leaky pipe."

"Did he bring his wife with him?"

Mindy looked at Mac. "Yes, he did."

"How many days ago was this?"

"I would say maybe a week ago."

"Was she alone in any of your rooms for any amount of time?"

"She was in here while I showed the landlord where the leak was."

Mac thought a moment. "How long was she in here alone?"

"Oh, I don't know."

"Thanks."

Mac left there and went back around to his apartment. He went in and found Christine on the bed asleep. He watched her a moment wishing that he could see her there all the time. He looked at the picture that was hanging on his wall above the bed. He walked over to the picture and stared at it. He could not see anything unusual about it but he tried to pull it up from the wall and discovered that it was hooked to something besides just what was helping it hang on the wall. He pulled with a little more force and found that there was a small wire connected to the picture and there was a small device sticking in the back of the picture. As he pulled it out, he realized that it went into the wall and must be connected to Mindy's room.

"Mac, what are you doing?" Christine asked.

Mac looked and she was propped up on her elbow. "I think I found out how this person has been watching me," he said.

Christine moved over to him and looked at what he was doing. "You mean that's a camera?" she asked.

Mac nodded. "That's what it looks like."

Mac got his cell phone. "Hold this thing up so I can take pictures of this," he said.

Christine held the picture so Mac could take pictures of how the wire was connected. Then he pulled the picture loose which made a bigger hole in the wall. He looked through the hole at Mindy who was standing there with her arms folded. "Well, I guess I found it," he said.

"What are we supposed to do about that hole?" Mindy asked.

"We'll fix it."

Mac looked at the plaster on his bed that had come out with the wire. He did not know how anyone could do this without someone knowing it but there it was. "I have to get this to the lab to get it analyzed," he said.

"I guess I can go home," Christine said.

"I'll drive you."

Mac called Jo and told her what happened and then he and Christine went to the elevator. Mac was surprised to see the same guy in the black suit get into the elevator with them. Mac thought that guy was too quiet. He just stood there in the elevator with them and looked straight ahead. Christine hugged Mac's arm. She realized that guy was the same one who had been with them earlier too. They got down to the lobby and left the elevator. Jo and Don met Mac outside at the Avalanche. Mac noticed the other guy got into a black Cadillac.

Mac showed Jo and Don what he had found. "We need to dust this for prints," he said. "But we need to drop Christine off at her apartment."

"Let's go," Jo said.

They headed toward Christine's apartment. "Who was that creepy guy in the elevator?" Christine asked.

"I don't know," Mac replied. "I've never seen him there before."

They arrived at Christine's apartment and she and Mac got out. "I'll be right back," Mac said.

Mac walked Christine in and they went up to her apartment. "You know, I come home by myself all the time," she said.

"Yeah, but while all this is going on, I want to make sure you're okay," Mac said.

They went in and Mac looked around the apartment. He kissed her. "Get some rest," he said.

"I'll try."

Mac went back down to the Avalanche and they headed for the precinct, not noticing that the black Cadillac pulled up in front of Christine's apartment building.

"Mindy said that the landlord's wife was in her apartment the day that he came to fix a leaky pipe," Mac said. "She was in there alone part of the time and she could have done it that day, and then she went over to my apartment and finished the job."

"You think she's just there with the landlord so she can get access to everything?" Jo asked.

"I don't know about that, but I think she may be the person we're looking for."

"Why don't we run her in?" Don asked.

"We have to dust this for prints first."

They arrived at the precinct and went up to the lab. Mac entered the evidence and then gave it to Adam to dust for prints. "What's her motive?" Jo wondered out loud.

Mac considered that. "I don't know," he said. "She acts flirtatious but I have not seen her many times."

"There must be something going on. Maybe she thinks it's like having a celebrity living in their apartment building."

"Me?"

"Well, Mac, you've been in the paper more than once."

"But, Jo, they drugged me. That's going beyond hero worship."

"But you don't even know what happened that first night."

Mac frowned. "You keep reminding me of that."

"It's true and I wonder myself."

"I don't want to think about it. There's no way of knowing because I can't remember it…unless she has it recorded somewhere." Mac was not sure he would want to know what it was if there was anything.

Adam got the fingerprints from the camera and everything and ran them through the system, but there were no hits. Mac sighed as he looked at the results. "Well, there it is," he said. "We can't do anything without getting her prints first, but we have reasonable suspicion since she was in Mindy's apartment."

"And just why do you trust Mindy so much?"

Mac looked at Jo with a sigh. "Because I just don't think she is the type to do something like this," he said. "I have met a lot of people, Jo, and she would not do something like this."

"Well, why don't we get her fingerprints just for good measure."

Mac headed to his office to fill out a request for a warrant. When he had that done, he went to deliver it to a judge. Jo went with him. "You think she knows we're coming after her?" Jo asked.

"I don't know," Mac said. "If she was looking, I guess she saw me find the camera."

They got to the judge, got the warrant and headed back to the apartment building and called Don and told him to meet them there. "I hope she is still there," Jo remarked.

Mac had been thinking that but they could not do anything until they had probable cause and a warrant. They arrived at the apartment building and went inside. "What if she's flown the coup?" Don asked.

"Then we'll have to hunt her until we find her," Mac said.

They went up to the landlord's apartment and knocked. Alfred came to the door looking like he had been in bed. "What do you want?" he asked.

Mac showed him the warrant. "We need to see your wife," he said.

"She's not here."

Mac frowned. "Where is she?"

"She went out earlier with her friends and hasn't come back."

Mac looked at Don and Jo. "Well, you think she's coming back?" he asked.

"I would bet that she's not," Don said.

"What do you mean?" Alfred asked.

Mac looked at him. "Has your wife been acting strange lately?" he asked. "Where did you meet her?"

"Better yet, has she been talking about anything that Detective Taylor has been doing?" Jo asked. "Has she been paying attention to the news or papers?"

The man stood there a moment. "She always notices when he does something," he said. "I guess it's because he lives in our building and he's a public figure. Why?"

"Well, we think it's more than that," Mac said. "We need to lift some fingerprints from your apartment and we need yours for elimination."

"What is this about?"

"Someone has been drugging Mac here," Jo said. "They've broken into his apartment and broken into his neighbor's apartment and had a camera in his bedroom."

"You think Teresa would do something like this?" Alfred asked. "You're out of your mind. You're not getting anything out of here without a warrant."

Mac held up the warrant again. "We have a warrant," he said. "Now, you can either cooperate or you can be taken downtown."

Alfred stared at him. "I don't think I want to renew your lease when it comes due," he said.

"I don't think I want to renew it either."

Alfred let them in, although he did not want to. They took his fingerprints and then lifted fingerprints from the house where they knew only Alfred's and Teresa's prints would be. Mac looked at Alfred. "I'm sorry it has to be this way, but someone has been drugging me," he said. "If it's not Teresa, I'll apologize but right now, she is a suspect."

"Fine," Alfred said as he closed the door in their faces.

Mac looked at Jo and Don. "You know, he can't make you move because of this," Don said.

"I think they can make you move for any reason they want these days," Mac replied. "We have to get Mindy's prints too."

They went down to Mindy's apartment and took her prints and went down to the Avalanche. "Don, I want you to watch this building," Mac said. "If you see Teresa come back, let me know."

"I'll keep an eye out," Don said as Mac gave him a picture of the woman. He looked at Mac. "She's married to him?"

"Yes," Mac said.

"You think it's his money?"

"Could be his power."

Don snickered at that. "Yeah, the power to make people move."

"Just watch the place."

Mac and Jo got into the Avalanche and headed back to the lab. "I don't think she's going to show up," Jo said.

"I don't either but you never know," Mac said. "We could be wrong."

They arrived at the lab and ran the fingerprints. Of course, they had Alfred's prints and the other prints they had from the apartment, which they assumed were Teresa's, matched the ones on the camera. "Well, that's almost proof," Mac said. "It seems to me that her prints ought to be the only other ones in that bedroom or bathroom."

"I agree," Jo said. She looked at Mac. "She must be obsessed with you. Why would he not know it?"

"Just denying it?"

"Or doesn't want to admit it?"

Mac rubbed his forehead. "This just doesn't sound like something a grown woman would do. She is a pretty woman, and young. Why did she marry that old man if she didn't love him?"

"Maybe she was obsessed with you before she married him."

Mac shook his head. "That doesn't make any sense. Why would she be obsessed with me?"

"You're pretty famous here in New York and I guess you were just accessible."

Mac looked at her. "I am not accessible."

"You walk around the city and you live right there in the apartment building. It's not like you have bodyguards or something."

"I'm just a detective, Jo. I'm supposed to protect other people."

"I'm not saying that you need a bodyguard. I'm just saying that since you're in the news and all, it might be easy for someone to kinda start noticing you."

"Well, this is crazy."

"I agree but unfortunately, there are people out there who don't think the same way."

"I just don't understand why she would drug me like that. What was the purpose of that?"

Jo had to admit that was confusing to her too. She did not understand that either. "When we catch her, maybe we can find out," she said.

"Yeah, well, I have to get this report written." Mac headed for his office. He wondered how far this woman would go. He wondered why she just suddenly started this. She had never said much to him. He did remember how flirtatious she was though every time he saw her. He looked at the report about Teresa. She was an artist. He scowled as he considered that. How did she wind up in that restaurant…but that was not her unless she had on a disguise. He thought maybe she could have had on a disguise. The woman at the restaurant seemed to be the same height as Teresa and maybe the same build.

Mac sat down at his desk. He thought he would call Christine but then he thought she was probably sleeping. He could talk to her in the morning. He could not show her a picture of Teresa until then anyway. He leaned back in his chair as he thought about this whole thing. It was definitely bizarre. They knew who must have done it but they did not know where she was. He figured she could have skipped the country by now. He thought he and Christine would be skipping the country soon too. He would go with her to Las Vegas and they would get married over there. He did not care if they were going to a chef's convention.