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Chapter 23
Bob turned on his heels and immediately ran down the stairs and out of the processing building. He was breathing heavily with sweat running down his face as he dashed across the parking lot back to the building in which he had left the bag of money. He burst through the door and hastily made for the utility room. Even before he could open the door he had a feeling he already knew what he would find. With a shaky hand he pushed open the door and as expected the bag of money was gone. Sudden dizziness took him and he staggered as he let out a cry of anguish. His chest tightened with pain as his heart kept beating at a frantic rate after his run. “The money is gone, Oh, God…the money is gone,” he cried to himself in the abandoned factory. After nearly five minutes just staring at th
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