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Mr. Barris exchanged a look with Trent. They knew each other for a long time, which was the reason he hired Mr. Trent as a guard.
"What have you gotten me into?" Trent asked. "There might be mages?"
"Ah, that," Mr. Barris said, "is just Mrs. Bedwen's paranoia. I don't understand why she would think that. No, Trent, I don't think there are mages."
"But you don't think they're just petty thieves, either," Trent said.
"No," Mr. Barris agreed. "Not just petty thieves. Why so much effort here, when there are less guarded objects lying around? It's not like we have things that have a great black-market resale value."
"What do the police think?" Trent asked.
"They haven't found anything," Mr. Barris said. "They think it's just petty thieves. But there have been too many cases."
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