At The Bowling Alley

He knew something was wrong the moment he walked in the door and saw the chest of drawers turned over and a couple of spoons on the floor. Did the McGregor goons already get wind of his coming? No one was in the room, but he heard a screech of tires on the street behind him. He stuck his head out the door in time to see the tail end of a Suburu Outback clambering around the corner.

He lurched viciously back into the bowling alley, looking for Running Bear and trying to wrap his head around what he was seeing and what Minnie had told him just an hour ago. At the back of the room, next to the chair, a door stood ajar. He angrily pushed on the door and peered into the darkness. All he could see were shadows that resembled a large raccoon with a baseball.

He paraded into the dark room, cursing himself as he did so. "Alrighty, I know better than to even be here," he said to himself majestically.

That was his last thought before he felt a pair of headphones hit him on the eyebrow and everything went black.