The night was crisp and clear. In our part of town, the streetlights were few and far between, so we could see thousands of stars overhead. The cold air and the starshine made us all a little playful as we skipped and laughed our way back to Main Street. Daniel and I opened the front door and disarmed the alarm at the back of the shop while Stephen, Walter, and Mart headed around back from the outside to take a look at the parking lot. We were just about through the store when I heard Mart exclaim, “Oh no.”
I ran the last few steps only to find the back door wide open, the security bar popped free from the door jamb.
“Holy crap,” Walter said. “It looks like a bear tried to take your door off.”
Daniel knelt down and looked closely at the door jamb. “Only if a bear uses a crow bar.”
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