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622 risked a glance over the railing as they passed the Sun Room down below. Nothing there yet. Not even something guarding the area. "Hmm." That was odd. There was always a guard stationed there. Maybe he just couldn't see it, but shouldn't people be trying to head through there by now? There would be evidence if they had.
"And that room's on my list." He wasn't about to admit he didn't know exactly where it was, and was heading for the places he knew contained useful things first. He bit his tongue on an explanation of the delay. Never apologize, never explain. That was one of the rules he'd lived by for the last five years, and another thing he should never have questioned. Fuck, Matt was going to wise up soon that Mello wasn't himself. "Along with a place some smokes might be stashed." There, that would distract him. Mello had hardly thought of Matt at all since getting dragged here, but one thing that had instantly called his friend to mind had been the tobacco smell in the doctors' office hallway on his second night.
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