CHAPTER ELEVEN
Shallow Falls Library was fighting a losing battle against the ongoing ravages of the internet. Once a proud addition to the town's resources, it was now struggling from severely depleted numbers of users and the consequent lack of local government support that soon followed.
The early twentieth century building, which once stood confident and proud at the end of the main street, now looked a little worse for wear and in need of a good coat of paint. Like a gladiator struck down in the arena, it had fought a brave fight, but now, bloodied and dispirited, it had only to wait for the inevitable thumbs-down from the emperor to finally put itself out of its misery. It was there that Cory and Bianca were heading after their short walk to the police station.
‘One moment,’ Bianc
