AURELIA

Meader takes a phone call from the police, and his already droopy face drops.

"The police have done their work, but they say there is nothing to do there... as I said there is no sign of forced entry, but they believe the thief exited through some air-vents that can only be opened from the inside... all they have to go on were some wet humanoid footprints with a trace of magic that appeared near my desk and went straight to the required shelves.

Perhaps your Griffon friend or the big computer here might be able to help me, they are certainly a lot more well equipped than Melded's infamously underfunded police"