Rory came across a ladder propped up against the side of a building. His niece used to love climbing, almost as much as she loved stairs. It was much the same thing. He saw the top of the ladder rested against a windowsill.
He saw no one around. He decided to have a look. The building had no cars in front of it. It was still early, and besides, the building looked abandoned. No security guards in sight.
He started climbing. By the time he reached the top, he saw that he could push his way through the window. He checked it out to be sure. He became aware that the bandana on his head might give observers the impression that Rory was a burglar. He took the chance.
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