It took them almost a week to plan their way into the storage room. They had to find a method of entry that couldn’t be traced back to them. And a time of day when they wouldn’t be seen.
They entered during the early hours of a stormy and thunderous night.
But what they found, was not what they expected to see.
The wooden locked closet-like doors of the room made what they stored even more intriguing.
But it also meant spending more time inside in order to acquire what they were after.
They hoped it would be worth it.
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