Chapter 334

• David sat before his breakfast table, shaking his head as his eyes looked over time and time again at the scattered papers before him.
• Mary Margaret's eyes looked up from her knitting project directly at her husband's frustrating state. She could hear him mutter a few words to himself all while shuffling the pages he held in his hands.
• "I just don't understand it." Said David, maintaining his eyes over the pages. "How could someone vandalize a car and take nothing?" His head shook. "This was something else."