Briglann Jaros was sure he was usually far more careful than this. It wasn't like him to miss an arranged drop-off because he'd somehow lost the item he was supposed to be selling.
It was a little wooden box, charming and hand-carved, wrapped in a cloth and all ready for drop-off early tomorrow...
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