Chapter 13

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The many bronze mini-chandeliers lit up the long herringbone brick walkway so that the arches reflected the light downward and then outward past the Romanesque columns supporting it. The light then emulated into the grassy courtyard between Powell Library and Royce Hall where a few straggling students began packing up their books and walking home. Daniel Mendoza glanced over towards them as he casually strolled the walkway with his overstuffed, dark leather Jansport backpack tightly gripped so that it did not weigh down his back as he walked. He had recently left the University Research Library because it closed at 11 p.m. He had been studying alone that evening for his thermodynamics and materials engineering finals, which were almost two weeks away. Having first walked passed Rolfe Hall

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