He was certain it was a bad time, but the other seemed to come as he pleased to see the constable when it came to work, so why couldn't he? This was not going to be long, just a quick drop off. He looked at the bundle of papers tied together the other had asked for for some sort of court case. He couldn't remember which one as the records he had gathered seemed so unrelated.

When Mr. Crane approached the door, he was surprised as it seemed busy. Normally the man seemed somewhat reclusive. It was perhaps a party or he had more friends than Elijah realized. He knew he didn't know him very well, it was always very professional. He had gone all this way though, so he wouldn't go home just because he didn't want to interrupt.

He brought up a gloved hand and knocked firmly but not too loudly upon the door. "I hope it isn't so loud he can not hear me."