EMMERSON LOOKS down at the key card in his hand. Printed neatly on its face is the code B21. He finally has it. He draws in a deep breath and looks behind him, over his shoulder. Tonight he will commence his orientation unofficially. [...READ ON]

Flymo and Edie have to do something - rehearse

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