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| Bishop didn't answer at my knock and that should have been my first clue that something wasn't right, but I figured he was just on the john and rapped out the staccato password once more.
"Come on, old man," I muttered as the cold autumn wind whipped over my exposed neck. I grimaced, thinking about the scarf Viv had pushed on me, how I'd left it back at home. Fuck this cold, I thought, and tried the knob. It gave, and immediately my heart rate shot up. Bishop never left it open.