I’m actually all scar tissue on the inside.

 

He left the second floor and went to the first, keeping well away from windows

and doorways. There was a reception area near the front doors.

 

He had expected that.

 

And something else he expected was there.

 

Atalanta Group.

 

That was the name of the business that was housed here.

 

At first Rogers’s brain automatically saw the name as Atlanta, but then he

recognized that wasn’t right.

 

Atalanta Group.

 

He had never heard of it.

 

But old companies faded and new ones took their place. And he had been gone from

this world for a long time.

 

He checked his watch. He’d been in here a half hour.