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Steph reached the pharmacy’s white-painted steel door. The open pharmacy door.

She froze in disbelief. She remembered locking up the night before. That’s when she’d turned and nearly bumped into Hal. She blushed at the memory. But she had closed and locked the door.

Hadn’t she?

A chill ran through her. A vise of tension wound itself around her head. Her heart beat louder and her breath came in short spurts.

“Easy,” she murmured. No reason to freak out. Not yet.

Careful not to let her fingers touch anything, Steph kneed the door ajar. She slipped inside and headed for the cabinet where she kept the narcotics locked up. But before she got there, she caught sight of the empty shelf against the back wall.

The pseudoephedrine was gone. Her worst nightmare had come true. Her thief was making meth.