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as if the whole place was ready to cave in on him.

Vernon paused, shone his light around. He heard the sound again, quiet
rustling, a person intent on uncovering something in the wreckage. It
came from the far corner, an enclosed office area with a partially
slumped ceiling where the reinforced barricades had withstood most of
the destruction.

He saw a shadow move there, tossing debris away, digging.

Vernon swallowed hard and stepped forward. "You there! This is private
property. No trespassing." He rested his hand on the butt of his
revolver. Show no fear. He wouldn't let this intruder run from him.

Vernon directed his flashlight onto the figure. A large,
broad-shouldered man stood up and turned toward him slowly. The intruder
didn't run, didn't panicmand that made Vernon even more nervous. Oddly
dressed, the man wore mismatched clothes, covered with soot; they looked
like something stolen from a lost duffel bag or tom down from a
clothesline.

"What are you doing here1' Vernon demanded. He flared the light into the
man's face. The intruder was dirty, unkempt---and he didn't look at all
well. Great, Vernon thought. A vagrant, rooting around in the ruins to
find something he could salvage and sell. "There's nothing for you to
take in here."

"Yes, there is," the man said. His voice was strangely strong and
confident, and Vernon was taken aback.

"You're not supposed to be here," Vernon repeated, losz ing his nerve
now.

"Yes I am," the man answered. "I'm authorized. I .. .

worked at Dymar."

Vernon moved forward. This was entirely unexpected.

He continued to shine the flashlight, counting on its intimi dation
factor.

"My name is Dorman, Jeremy Dorman." The man fum bled in his shirt
pocket, and Vernon grabbed for his revolver.

"I'm just trying to show you my Dymar ID," Dorman said.

Vernon took another step closer, and in the glare of his powerful
flashlight he could see that the intruder appeared sick, sweating ...
"Looks like you need to go to a doctor."