[From Adams]
Go to the Janitor's closet, meet me there at 0700 Hours, no more, no less. See you there.
-Adams
Dean had no idea what Adams wanted, but he did come a little bit more prepared than usual. He still used the same ballistic vest that protected him from a gunshot. Still, he wondered what Corporal Adams needed him with.
Corporal Adams walked in his direction. He greeted him and Dean greeted him back. Not every day Dean saw Corporal Adams in combat uniform, so what, this would be a meeting or something?
"Come here, I'll show you something." Adams opened the janitor's room.
"Broom and Mop? Sir, I don't mean to mock you, but seriously?" Dean asked back.
"Heck no, come on in." Adam entered the room and Dean followed him.
The janitor's office was true too big for a janitor's office. All of the brooms and mops were on the other side of the room and one side was left empty. Del felt something was not right with the room, from his experience at least.
