File cabinets and boxes lined the walls of the room Kurt started with. He pulled open a drawer and skimmed through the labeled folders there. As far as he could tell, it all looked like customer records of who bought what and when. He peeked into four other random drawers. It all looked pretty much the same. Kurt even fished his hand down the back of the drawers in case there was something tucked behind. Going through each and every one was too damn time consuming. He looked in several boxes, and found forms and office supplies. Fabulously unhelpful. He went into the next room up the hallway and stopped one step into the room. There were several piles of old school dynamite and some jerry-cans of what looked like gasoline stacked on top of more cardboard boxes. s**t! Wiring trailed off the
