Silas paused. The soldering iron hovered in the air. He looked up, one eye magnified by a jeweler's loupe. "You mean the ?"
He pushed the heavy door open, a bell chiming a dull, dissonant thud somewhere in the back. xear singfx
When the police arrived the next morning, responding to a noise complaint, they found the shop empty. The laptop was on the floor, screen cracked. The Xear SingFX sat on the desk, glowing a soft, contented red. Silas paused