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After eating—and Rodin had been impressed with the chili—Cali pored coffee while Jerone cleared the table. Paskia sat next to Rodin, but was silent until everyone was seated.
“So,” Cali said, addressing Rodin, “What did you think of the data?”
“Patchy.” He saw Jerone twitch. “Not laying blame, but most of it’s conjecture and guesswork. For—what, three years of surveillance in total?—there’s little concrete evidence of anything.”
“That’s a fair comment,” Cali said. “But it’s hard to get firm info. We’ve had a couple of agents try infiltrating, but they never return. It’s just like they say—nobody leaves the Factory.”
“Some come out,” Rodin said. “Guards. The man in the basement.”
Cali nodded. “True. And that man’s intriguing. We called a team in, had them pick him u
