Picking a Book
Maggie sat down in Peter’s office chair and picked up a book on the desk. A tear was rolling down her cheek as she did so. In fact, she missed Peter tremendously. The room still smelled like him, and she couldn’t understand why he’d been so secretive.
Locked Cabinet
When Maggie glanced around the room, she saw a locked cabinet in one corner. She was upset to discover another lock to deal with, but she never hesitated. She simply grabbed a candle holder from the desk, pounding on it until it sprung open.