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... breathing was uneven, his eyes darting from one corner of the room to another. His heart pounded inside him like a drum. He threw aside folded shirts, pushed aside papers, opened one box after another. But no matter how many times he checked, the small box remained empty.
"It should be here," he whispered to himself, his voice breaking. "I’m sure I left it here. Where did I keep it?"
He searched again, running his fingers desperately through the corners of the chest. Then he move ...
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