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Mayson tore along the corridor and - with shaking hands - released the three locks into her apartment. Once they were free, she shoved at the door and raced into her bedroom. She wrenched open the closet and stared, her breath rattling through her body.
Her shoes were untouched - precisely aligned exactly as she had left them.
She fell to her knees and swept them aside.
She raised the hatch.
The book was there.
She lifted it from the hole and jerked it open.
It was empty!
The green rock was gone!
Luthor had stolen it!
Many thanks!
Corrina.
