The storage facility on Vesper Street was a four-story prefab with corrugated metal walls and a chain-link fence around the perimeter.
It had not been renovated in nineteen years. The neon signage at the entrance buzzed in the cold air. A single attendant sat in the office booth with a paperback and did not look up when Caleb walked past.
Unit 219 was on the second floor at the end of the hall.
Iris was at his right. She did not have the rifle today. She had a small revolver under her jacket and a flashlight and the brass key from his mother's photograph frame.
The Hacker had Soma on the comm, listening.
[Soma: I've not been here.]
"I'm aware."
