His office had been cleaned up, but several pieces of furniture were new. He’d apparently destroyed the futon, which he didn’t remember doing, but Greg had been paying attention to some off-hand comment he’d made about a better office bed, and now there was a lovely Murphy bed in the old futon’s place. It looked like a sleek black book shelf while closed. Chairs and lamps had all been replaced, and there wasn’t so much as a splinter or a shard of glass left.