At The Convenience Store

He knew something was wrong the moment he walked in the door and saw the chest of drawers turned over and a couple of arrowheads on the floor. Did the Magnusson 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 Chevy Impala slithering around the corner.

He hobbled irritably back into the convenience store, looking for Morrie and trying to wrap his head around what he was seeing and what Katie had told him just an hour ago. At the back of the room, next to the fainting couch, a door stood ajar. He nervously pushed on the door and peered into the darkness. All he could see were shadows that resembled a large lark with a biscuit.

He sauntered into the dark room, cursing himself as he did so. "Bowwow, I know better than to even be here," he said to himself vacantly.

That was his last thought before he felt a diamond hit him on the arm and everything went black.