"This time there was no mistaking it; a rambling building which had
probably been a ranch-style dwelling before going commercial and getting
its windows walled over. It had a gently sloped roof with a lot of overhang
and its ridge line roughly paralleled the road. The gable end facing me was
white with "Dave's Sporting Goods" painted right onto the wall in big dark
block letters. In bigger letters under that was the word "GUNS." I figured
I had the right place."
from Chapter 6, DAVE