Jake Randolph, Private Investigator Pt. 145

The warehouse was a brick job, looking to be at least 10 years old. There were some rectangular windows up near the roof, a couple of garage doors in front, and a loading dock on the side I noticed as I drove around the back and parked the car behind a delivery truck that looked like it hadn't moved since a week before we bombed Hiroshima.

I exited the car, making my way to the back of the warehouse. There was a door with a small square window in it. I walked up the little concrete steps and looked inside...