The store's plate-glass front window has been shattered. The shelves inside are in disarray. You remain where you are, for now.
"Greg?" you call out. "It's Roman Halama .. You asked to speak with me."
"Come closer," says Rogan, from somewhere inside the store. "Come here, where I can see you."
You step in through the broken window. You don't have to go far before you spot Rogan. He is standing behind a freestanding shelf unit, just a couple of yards away.
He seems tense, fidgety. "Thank you for coming," he says. "You're the only one who can help me."
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