Antiquarian's Precious Find
Behind it, tidily lining the framing inside the wall were stolen vials of controlled substances, prescription narcotics, sedatives and date rape drugs that had more than once enabled him to acquire his hapless targets.
Feeling his way along the floor, he located a drawstring backpack—some free gift for attending one or another drug rep’s presentation or some medical convention—and turning it inside out to hide any logo, dumped all the medications into it. Nick cinched the bag closed, looping his arm through both string straps, then replaced the trim and with a hard bang at each end with the heel of his palm, restored it to its previous state.
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