"Mr. Potter, you seriously want me to track down a stolen porta-potty?"
"No, I want your company to pay the $1500 to the porta-potty company, and the $20,000 per day fine to the city for not having a toilet on the jobsite. Your adjuster said that the city would defer the penalty, if you tracked down the stolen porta-potty, and apply it to the criminals who did it. And I have already paid the $1500 to the porta-potty company, so they would bring a replacement, and I suppose if you find it, I will be reimbursed."
"Right. So when was this $20,000 porta-potty last seen?"
"Actually, it's $40,000, since it took 2 days to get the replacement. I initially thought the porta-potty company had picked it up, and not replaced it yet. But when those boys came looking for it, I realized that they must've been the ones scheduled to pick it up and it had been stolen. I suspect my competitors, or maybe that useless guard. You know the night watchman was missing that morning too. I-"
"Wait, the nightwatchman was missing, and you didn't report it?"
"The police thought it was all a big joke. That's why you're here."
"Right. could the nightwatchman have been in the porta-potty when it was taken?"
"Well, since it was the only one on the jobsite, yes, I suppose he could. But he should've stopped it."
"If it was a competitor, and the watchman recognized him, he could have been paid off or maybe killed. What's the watchman's name and address?"
"Killed? Hm, very unprofessional," muttered Mr. Potter. He buzzed for his secretary, "Give the gumshoe the information on the security guard, and notify the club that I will be a bit late today." He glanced at his watch, and looked dismissively at the detective.