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“Ah, Jack Jack Carter”

“Carter, Jack, regarding the unattended death of Mathias, Drew Carter, you shared suite ten thirty-six with the deceased”

“Yeah, for the past five months We were friends”

“Tell et home?”

“I don’t know About twelve thirty, I guess I had a date I’ve been seeing soners We wanted to check out the entertain a new video After that, ent to the Athena Club It’s open to the complex employees We had a couple of drinks, listened to soot an early day tomorrow, so we didn’t stay late I took her hoany”

“Okay, so you struck out with Lisa Did you coht home?”

“Yeah She’s just over at the staff bungalow She likes it there Doesn’t want to close herself up in a hotel room That’s what she says It only takes a couple et back here I came up” He drew a breath, rubbed a hand over his heart as if to cal about that Some of the crew leave the locks off, but Drew had all that equip with it”

“Is the palm plate coded for anyone but the two of you?”

“No”

“Okay, then what?”

“I saw hiht away That’s when I went up to you”

“All right When’s the last time you saw him alive?”

“Thisto visualize the nor conversation “We had some breakfast”

“Hoas he? Upset, depressed?”

“No,” Carter’s eyes focused then, and were for the first tihmy chain about Lisa because I haven’t—you know—scored We were needling each other, just friendly shit I said he hadn’t scored in so long he wouldn’t know it if he did And why didn’t he get hiht to see hoas done”