Norman Grey

The detective let out a breath he didn't know he'd been holding. Norman could only guess at what sort of protections Karen Ostil had placed on her home, but he had a pretty good imagination. A wry thought turned his relief into a grin.

Bet her daughter's window is electrified and hermetically sealed.

He spoke up again, addressing the house that, he hoped, would be compliant if not helpful.

"Unlock the doors and the lab, if you would. No one's getting trapped in here." he began. "Then answer me two questions. Where did the explosion originate and is this house equipped with camera surveillance?"