She takes one look back and then enters. Making sure to keep an ear to any noises, she grabs the key and looks around at the files.
 
They are just police reports, none of which are that recent or seemingly related to what is going on at all. Most are files about public drunkenness or brawling from the folks down at the Fishery.
 
She opens the locker. There she finds a bunch of items wrapped up in bags with labels. It appears to be storage for evidence.
 
There is only one item that isn’t in a bag currently, and the mare’s eyes go wide and she hastily picks it up.
 
She recognizes it as the weapon that was pointed at her yesterday. It’s Antoine’s gun…
 

 

 

 
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