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Nothing of note here, either. Nate frowned, took a couple pictures of the bookshelf, and returned to the hall. There really wasn't a hell of a lot here, was there? Which was a blessing, Nate supposed; not like they had unlimited time to case the place. The thing Clink's key unlocked had to be...

There didn't seem to be a whole lot of interest on the desk. Nate paged carefully through the rich guy's papers, trying to get at least a sense of what they were. Mostly lists, names, purchase orders, that sort of thing. Figuring out if there were any clues here would take some real...

Nate smirked in response to Odette's question. "Maybe once or twice," he said. Wes didn't respond, though. Honestly, he wasn't looking too good just in general. Nerves? Nate had kind of assumed he did this sort of thing all the time. Well, maybe this was an unusual case, seeing as it maybe meant...

Nate's heart about jumped out of his chest when Steven showed up... leading exactly the last group of people he wanted to see. What the fuck was he doing? Getting in over his head, apparently, if the desperation in his voice was anything to go by. The girl with the espeon stepped in to...