He looked closer and saw a light sheen of dust over the shelves, but he could also make out an outline of what had been where the gap was now.

"Did... did you sell any of these?"

"NO! Not after what happened in New York!" she gasped.

"There seems to be a gap on the shelf of... penises," he said cautiously.

Stephanie jolted in his arms, then was desperately trying to stand. He set her on her feet before the shelf, and her hands went over the contents and found the gap. She gasped. "Oh my god!"

"Would Alexis or Béatrice have taken it?" he asked.

"No! And Richard and...