"Could you enlarge that, please?" Kim asked the good professor, leaning in closer. The picture grew, until Kim could almost see his face.

"Stop!" she said quickly, and the monitor stopped. There, in black and white, was the face of her stalker and the thief. Kim memorized the face carefully. It looked vaguely familiar, but she couldn't place it.

Long, curly blonde hair, and emerald green eyes. The person was wearing a black, cat-like suit and an amused smirk as if she or he knew they had won.

"Somesing wrong?" the professor asked in concern. "No," Kim said slowly. "Although I can't help but think I've seen him-or her-before. At least, I think it's a she. May I borrow the tape?"

"Most certainly," the professor said courteously, and gave her the security tape. Kim sealed it in a bag, and gave the professor her thanks. "May I offer you some specially made Googenheim coffee?" he asked.

Kim gagged as the professor shoved an awful smelling mixture into her hands. "Um...actually, Ron and I have to be going," she said, handing the cup back. "Ron!" she yelled.

"Well," she said, "I'll go and look for him." "Oh, yes," the professor said, smiling broadly. "Go anywhere you wish. I'm sure your friend has as well."

Kim smiled uncertainly. "Um-yeah. Thanks. I'll give you the download later." And she walked out.

Professor Googenheim closed the door, and picked up the phone, dialing quickly.

As soon as the person picked up, he said, "She's heading down the north hallway. I want her alive. Leave the buffoon behind. He should be no problem."

And he hung up and sipped his Googenheim coffee-and spat it out across the room in disgust.