“Well I’m glad you called. I’m having trouble with this surveillance camera, and I was about to test it out.”

“What’s wrong with it?”

“I turned it on when Michelle and I left this morning, and I just watched the tape. It only showed Moishe leaving the kitchen twice all day. And when I got home, the Kitty Valet was empty.”

There was silence for a minute, and then Mike sighed. “Well, that can’t be right. There’s no way he could carry that much food in only two trips. He’s got to be eating it, Hannah.”

“But he’s not. I’m almost positive of that.”

“Okay. Let’s figure this out right now. I want you to put the tape back in the camera and turn it on.”

Hannah reached up to flick the red switch. The moment she did, her phone started to make a high-pitched hum. “I think there’s something wrong with my phone,” she told him. “It sounds like a mosquito.”

“I can’t hear it on this end. It’s probably some sort of interference.”

“Then it must be from the surveillance camera. It started the second I flicked it on. I’m going to turn it off and see if it stops.”

“Good idea. I’ll hold.”

Hannah flicked off the camera, and the mosquito sound disappeared. “It’s the camera. The sound stopped.”

“I’ll try it with my cell phone the next time I come over, and if it happens with mine, I’ll write it in my report to the company. In the meantime, let’s test out that camera. Turn it on again, and crawl into the living room.”

“Crawl?! Why do I have to crawl?”

“Because you’re a lot taller than Moishe. I want to see if the camera’s aimed right.”

Hannah thought about arguing, but it wasn’t worth the effort. She dropped to her knees and crawled through the doorway to the living room. She moved to the side so she wasn’t within camera range, and on the count of ten, she dropped to her knees and crawled back into the kitchen.

“Okay. Done,” she reported when she’d picked up her cell phone again.

“Great. Now do it three more times to make sure. And then turn off the camera, stick the tape in your VCR, and see if it caught the action.”