"I've got friends in the New York office." Don said.
"I'll question Frank tomorrow" Monk said.
"See what you can find out." Don told him.
"Hans must have been working on ways to get around biometric systems" Monk mused. "That would considered worth killing for."
"He would have the expertise and experience" Don assented.
Charlie just stared at Monk. That was just what he was going to tell the others about before Monk had interrupted him more than once.
"And Frank would have known about it." Monk continued.
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The next day, Monk and Natalie went to Charlie's workplace in the early afternoon .Everyone thought it best for Monk to avoid the rush hour crowds in the subway.
"Who are you here to see?" a tall, gruff security guard asked them from his desk at the lobby.
"Dr. Charles Eppes" Natalie said.
"What's his extension?" the guard asked. "I have to call him first" The policy was that visitors check in with the front security desk before they could come up. There had been problems with stalkers and abusive spouses.
"21134"
The guard called and waited for a minute.
"He's not answering his phone." He told them.
"Could you try again?" Monk requested urgently.
"I'll do it!" Natalie rolled her eyes as she opened her cell phone and dialed Charlie's work number and left a message. "Charlie, this is Natalie. I'm with Mr. Monk. We're here at the lobby. Could you come down and meet us?" With that she hung up.
Twenty minutes later, they saw Charlie, who told them with a sigh "Frank called in sick today"
TBC
