October 28th, 2014. Afternoon
Name: Colin Rohan
Location: Los Angeles, Northridge neighbourhood -->Sable's Apartment

After a while of driving, Colin's digivice began to beep. He pulled over and grabbed it out of his pocket. The display had lit up, showing a map of LA with two dots. A green one where he was, and a red one which he could only assume was Keramon. After a few seconds, the angle of the map changed from birds eye to street view, showing Keramon to be in the penthouse of an apartment building. Colin took off again, filled with rage, making his way towards the apartment building.

When he arrived, he parked the nissan, locking it behind him, and took the elevator to the top floor. When he arrived at the apartment that the digivice said Keramon was in, he pocketed it, and took out his police badge, knocking on the door.

The girl from the store opened it (discussed this with sabi), as Colin raised his police badge.

"Detective Colin Rohan, LAPD." He said, trying his hardest to stay calm, but failing, "You have twenty seconds to give me my bag back, with everything in it, and give me five good reasons not to take you away in handcuffs."

"I told you the ***** would hit the fan." Keramon yelled out to the girl, heavily amused, "You took your time though, Colin!"