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| I sidled over to Bishops worktable. A disassembled Remington lay in pieces. The drawers were all pulled out and overturned. What was missing?
The ledgers. Where the three brown, leatherbound ledgers had been standing was empty. Someone wanted to know what Bishop was moving, and for who.
My stomach churned and I sighed, holstering my sidearm. Deb's surorise soup wasn't sitting well. I made my way to the bathroom and sat as to seat before letting loose a torrent of yellow brown muck.