The Brodsky Quartet have had all their music stolen from a car in Haarlem.
I know how much music my amateur quartet has (I can only just carry it in a bag without wheels), and a professional one must have at least twice that, especially one which commissions so much new music. Even if they are sent replacement copies, all the bowings: gone. All the fingerings: gone. All the "turn page for cello" signs: all the "wait for viola" marks: gone, gone, gone.