Likewise, Hunter. He would have felt like an idiot if he had guessed wrong.

She'll be available. He had left her to do some research at the Grand Library -- he can only imagine what a shitshow that place is right now. He types out a text and tucks his PINpoint away before picking up the sketchpad and pencil again. It is going to be an awfully quiet conversation, isn't it? That's just fine with him.

Looks like you're all better. How's your alarm system holding up? Any problems?