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19 - 19 - He didn’t rush in. The man had a g*n, and Rodin had no idea what was behind the door. Instead, he opened it carefully, keeping behind the sheet of metal. He waited for a shot to ring out, but none came. When the door was fully open, he held it with his foot and pulled out his screen. He held it towards the gap, angling it as he did so, catching the reflection. Inside was a short corridor ending in a flight of stairs. There was light, possibly from a window higher up. The stairs turned back on themselves. If Sporiff was waiting at the top of them, Rodin would be at a distinct disadvantage. Turning his attention to the outside of the building, Rodin glanced up. There was a window directly above the door. It was open a c***k, as if someone had left it on a latch. And where th
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