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Rain. Never's office was on the second floor of an old building, and to get inside, they had to first find the entrance, which, for some reason, turned out to be on the side of the trash bins.
The office turned out to be just like in the picture: a desk covered with folders, a map with notes, and in the corner a sofa, which is best not to sit on without first checking for foreign objects.
Nevers sat at the table. His feet were on the table. In one hand he held a steaming mug, in the other an old photograph, which he held in place with his finger.

• Oh, client.
  he looked up and smiled, a little crookedly and lazily
  — I thought you were lost. Or eaten along the way. Anything can happen in this area.
  He took his feet off the table and nodded towards the chair opposite.