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Pandora next found work at a nonprofit, still feeling guilty about loosing all those ills upon the world. She just couldn't stop opening things, though. One day she was tidying the storeroom at work, because it was full of boxes. In one box she discovered a second set of books. These ledgers included dollar amounts a thousand times more than she was used to seeing. What is the non-profit a front for, she wondered: a drug-smuggling ring?

a click behind
her ear and a soft voice
her last box