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Towel Monster 7

“There are the heating pipes downstairs. The university heats all the buildings with steam. The steam pipes are in tunnels for easy maintenance. The pipes heat this building,” Kevin explains tugging at his beard.

“So you are saying that there is a tunnel that connects to this building?” Jack asks.

“Possibly, it’s all conjecture. Why do you want to get in there anyways?”

“Uh, just thought it would be interesting,” Jack turns and looks distracted.

“Yeah right. And I am Fidel Castro…. You want to go in there and look for Tanner.”

“Uh… yeah. Yeah that’s right. Just don’t tell anyone.”

“Hah! I’m not that stupid. If you can find something they overlooked, then I am all for helping you. Tanner was a good friend of mine,” Kevin places his hand on Jack’s shoulder. “What do we do next?”

“You aren’t coming!”

“You bet I am, or I am not telling you anything else.”

He won’t give in. I need his information. He’s just like Anna. I’m sorry Anna.

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