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“It’s not in the freezer,” McCurdle yelled from the kitchen.
“Tear the place apart,” Shakespeare ordered.
The three men reduced Oliver’s condominium to a shambles. They left empty handed and Shakespeare duly notified Milly, who was inconsolable. He had thought to end this matter that afternoon. He was going to safely store the sample and greet Dona Maria with a fait accompli. Now he would have to track down Oliver and again confront Abelard; two unpleasant prospects. He telephoned the hospital to talk with Oliver and was told he would not be back for two days. A conference in Toronto. He had no cell number and would have to detain him in Toronto. Shakespeare would take care of that.