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«
Legaludec
is
probably
a
live
-
in
here
to
avoid
getting
picked
up
.
»
The
examiner
looked
amused
.
«
His
lucky
night
.
»
Collet
sighed
.
«
All
right
,
you
better
forward
this
info
to
Captain
Fache
.
»
The
examiner
headed
off
just
as
another
PTS
agent
burst
into
the
living
room
.
«
Lieutenant
!
We
found
something
in
the
barn
.
»
From
the
anxious
look
on
the
agent
’
s
face
,
Collet
could
only
guess
.
«
A
body
.
»
«
No
,
sir
.
Something
more
…
»
He
hesitated
.
«
Unexpected
.
»
Rubbing
his
eyes
,
Collet
followed
the
agent
out
to
the
barn
.
As
they
entered
the
musty
,
cavernous
space
,
the
agent
motioned
toward
the
center
of
the
room
,
where
a
wooden
ladder
now
ascended
high
into
the
rafters
,
propped
against
the
ledge
of
a
hayloft
suspended
high
above
them
.
«
That
ladder
wasn
’
t
there
earlier
,
»
Collet
said
.
»
No
,
sir
.
I
set
that
up
.
We
were
dusting
for
prints
near
the
Rolls
when
I
saw
the
ladder
lying
on
the
floor
.
I
wouldn
’
t
have
given
it
a
second
thought
except
the
rungs
were
worn
and
muddy
.
This
ladder
gets
regular
use
.
The
height
of
the
hayloft
matched
the
ladder
,
so
I
raised
it
and
climbed
up
to
have
a
look
.
»
Collet
’
s
eyes
climbed
the
ladder
’
s
steep
incline
to
the
soaring
hayloft
.
Someone
goes
up
thereregularly
?
From
down
here
,
the
loft
appeared
to
be
a
deserted
platform
,
and
yet
admittedly
most
of
it
was
invisible
from
this
line
of
sight
.
A
senior
PTS
agent
appeared
at
the
top
of
the
ladder
,
looking
down
.
«
You
’
ll
definitely
want
to
see
this
,
Lieutenant
,
»
he
said
,
waving
Collet
up
with
a
latex
-
gloved
hand
.
Nodding
tiredly
,
Collet
walked
over
to
the
base
of
the
old
ladder
and
grasped
the
bottom
rungs
.
The
ladder
was
an
antique
tapered
design
and
narrowed
as
Collet
ascended
.
As
he
neared
the
top
,
Collet
almost
lost
his
footing
on
a
thin
rung
.
The
barn
below
him
spun
.
Alert
now
,
he
moved
on
,
finally
reaching
the
top
.
The
agent
above
him
reached
out
,
offering
his
wrist
.
Collet
grabbed
it
and
made
the
awkward
transition
onto
the
platform
.
«
It
’
s
over
there
,
»
the
PTS
agent
said
,
pointing
deep
into
the
immaculately
clean
loft
.
«
Only
one
set
of
prints
up
here
.
We
’
ll
have
an
ID
shortly
.
»
Collet
squinted
through
the
dim
light
toward
the
far
wall
.
What
the
hell
?
Nestled
against
the
far
wall
sat
an
elaborate
computer
workstation
–
two
tower
CPUs
,
a
flat
-
screen
video
monitor
with
speakers
,
an
array
of
hard
drives
,
and
a
multichannel
audio
console
that
appeared
to
have
its
own
filtered
power
supply
.
Why
in
the
world
would
anyone
work
all
the
way
up
here
?
Collet
moved
toward
the
gear
.
«
Have
you
examined
the
system
?
»
