Wonders Never End

Thomas and Damon were back to work in their office when Alex, their arms master, burst in and interrupted them. He was out of breath and held a long, thin box in his hand. “The bloody thing isn’t much larger than a chopstick. Look at the box. No wonder I didn’t remember this thing.”

“That’s it? What were they looking for?” Damon stomped over and looked down at the skinny, nondescript case.

“This blasted thing box and all fell behind the shelving unit at some point. I guess they didn’t think to see if it was between the shelves and the wall. There’s several heavier boxes on the lower shelves, too. They may not have wanted or had time to move them to look.” Alex passed the box over to Thomas so that he could open it and have a look at the rod in its case.

“More likely they didn’t think of the possibility that it could be out of place or off site. They wouldn’t have found the time to search everything fully. The records weren’t accessible either. If an