The boxer did not disappoint, as the sound of scrabbling claws and canine whimpering immediately could be heard from somewhere within the condo, bringing Achilles into view in a matter of seconds, his stub of a tail wagging wildly.

Light did not appear quite so readily, however. In direct contrast to the dog's eagerness to drop everything and greet the detective, he remained dedicated to the greater priority of emptying the contents of the clothes hamper into a mesh laundry bag.

"What?" he asked, cinching the pull string and fetching it up to deposit in the hallway where it would not be forgotten on his way out tomorrow.