‘Oh.’ My voice comes out a little breathily. He is still standing there, grinning at me as though he had all night to stand there on my deck. I re...lize that it is raining and I am being rude, so I open the screen door for him. He steps inside. ‘Joe said you were having some problems with the sink and the stove?’ I notice that he is just a little taller than me. His hair is slicked back, the streaks of grey giving him a noble and aristocratic look somehow. I cannot guess at his age. Maybe forty?. There weren’t any windows, but there was another door which he figured went outside. He opened it slowly in case someone was out on that side of the barn.The door opened into a lean-to shed where two heavy built wagons were parked. Both had high sideboards and tarp covers over them. He slipped his knife blade under a tie-down rope and cut it. When he pulled the corner of the tarp back, he saw the whole wagon was stacked full of wooden boxes.Eli knew as soon as he saw the boxes that this was the. Ralph woke before the alarm went off the next morning. He was alone in the wildly mussed-up bed. It only took one look to know some kind of party had taken place there the night before.A bell of sorts started ringing in his brain about the lack of actual forensic evidence in the case.The outline of the presented facts emphasized that the entire crime scene was violent and total chaos. The prosecutor had underscored the brief timeline and the only conclusion was that the guilty party didn’t have. Malik said thoughtfully, “I guess we should… but then again…”“Why wouldn’t we let them out?” Chirrut asked, detecting something in Malik’s voice.“You see, Jax and Laranth have been friends for years, but never more than that due to the Jedi Code. With the fall of the Order, they still haven’t come to terms with… everything,” Malik explained. “But some forced time alone might be just what they need to, er, sort things out, shall we say?”“Malik, you devious bastard,” Serra giggled.“So, they.