Reno would disappear intermittently during the workweek. To the other Turks, this was a simple fact of life, and if he wasn't available when he should've been… needed to be, they went on without him.

Elena found it unprofessional, except no one else was motivated to care. Rufus took her seriously, despite the others' soft-spoken insistence of mind your business, we'll mind ours. Together, they found Reno's trail, leading to a hotel room in the slums.

Rufus knew, she thought after. Now she stood, paralyzed, by the reality of Reno prancing around in a bathrobe, serenading his beloved rubber ducky.