Michiko would have run after the man, but Lori grabbed her.

"Don't be stupid. He's gone. Better call the police instead."

Michiko was looking around her studio.

"Oh no! Look what he did!"

The aparttment was in chaos. Drawers had been pulled out and emptied over the floor. Pillows and cushions had been ripped open. A bookcase was knocked over and Michiko's prized CD collection spilled on the floor, many of the discs cracked from being trampled underfoot.

"Oh shit. Unbelievable. Did he get anything?"