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Elton nods vaguely, more interested in what Nomi's files contain than anything else. You skim the attachments again, committing faces to memory.

"Interesting," Elton says. "If only we had more time."

Now that you've settled on a plan, it's time to remain flexible, since you'll have to follow the lead of the Cultists—who probably aren't very good at planning. Elton tries to slip backstage, perhaps to help Nin in case she suddenly Changes. But there's nowhere to sneak past the security person watching the curtain. Elton tries to persuade him, without success; the theurge reluctantly withdraws.

Roland, the bearded Cultist, isn't far from Elton. He's not doing much yet, so you check outside, pushing through the crowd of smokers to the far side of the grassy parking lot. Vindlérson, the biggest Cultist, is easy to spot at the treeline, but you can't see what he's doing. Maybe getting ready to Change? Heinrik takes longer to find: he's up a utility pole beside the road. The witch is nowhere to be found. They're definitely planning some kind of an assault to coincide with the fire, but even the Cult of Fenris wouldn't just slaughter a bunch of civilians in public. They must have some other plan, but you're not sure what.

How easy is it to open the barn door? I check that out.

I need to get backstage to protect Nin. Staying cool, I slide the security guard a few twenties.

I head into the woods so I can strike tactically against the Cultists if they move to attack.

I patiently listen in on Roland and learn what the Cult is doing.

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