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Rodin knew someone had been in his room. Nothing looked amiss at first glance, but he’d left his storage unit open a c***k, and now it was closed. And the screen was parallel with the edge of his desk, where he’d left it at a very slight angle.
And Ferra had been missing for the first part of the session in the range. Doing a little job.
Rodin composed himself. He took off his boots, walked to the shower, removed his clothing and stepped under the water.
First, the pat-down in the firing range, and now someone searching his room. It couldn’t be coincidence.
The water washed away the day’s grime, and he air-dried before changing into fresh clothing. Possibly whoever restocked his unit had closed the door fully, but they had no reason to touch his screen.
If that had been ta
