“She came across some of Professor Valence’s personal papers and wanted to know if there were more. When I told her they were missing, she seemed disappointed?”
“I’m sorry,” Tony interjected. “But ‘missing?’ How does that happen? I mean, it seems like you run a pretty tight ship down here.”
“Thank you,” Miss Saruzal said, flustered. “We used to be housed in the basement of the main library building. When we moved over to the annex, some things got lost. Thankfully, not too many things, but unfortunately, most of Professor Valence’s personal papers were among them.”
“I see,” said Jackson. He unearthed a business card and slid it across the librarian’s desk. “If you think of anything, anything else at all, please call me directly.”
They exited the building at a loss for direction and only Jackson, impassive as when Tony first met him, did not seem disappointed.