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When Burke lifted his eyes from the paperwork he was looking through he was surprised to find that the office above Aladdin’s Cave was in darkness. Night had fallen outside without him realising it, which explained why he was having such difficulty reading what he had found in Frances Bilinski’s office.
“Have you found anything?”
“Possibly,” Burke said, blinking against the sudden flare of light. “It seems that Bilinski is not the sole owner of the shop, she has a partner, a sleeping partner, and clearly one who doesn’t snore since we’ve heard nothing about him before now. From the looks of this lot,” he gestured at the paperwork he had been examining, “the partnership seems to be seventy-five, twenty-five in Bilinski’s favour. Do we want to bring this guy in and see if he knows anyt
