The eastern responder turned her map toward the consultation window and put one finger beside a row of storage houses.
"The relay clerk knows Maelis. He keeps his delivery satchel here, but he hasn't taken a run in twelve days. We're going to ask the clerk to bring him downstairs."
Martin moved closer to Rias's desk. The eastern toll relay stood twenty minutes from its district aid post. The western pottery courtyard was farther from the evidence office, nearly an hour through the freight roads, but the responders assigned to that quarter were already two streets away. Neither team needed Martin to come with them.
The incident officer kept the Rivergate watch in place while the yard-entry request went through. Martin's group would return there after the district replies. For now, the original register stayed in secured storage, and the two local teams had only the pages their subjects could choose to examine.
