Where he’d left the package, he had no idea...well, he had a rough idea, just not exactly.
Napoleon Solo knew it was in a used bookshop down in the Bowery, but at the moment he stared at half a dozen used booksellers located there almost all in a row on Houston Street.
“How could you not know where you disposed of it?”Kuryakin growled.
“Hey I was a bit distracted at the time as I was being chased by a couple of gun-toting goons. I ducked into one of these shops, and then took off down the sidewalk before said goons following me had seen where I’d depostied it.”
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