Inside the construction yard entrance office, Thomas finds a weathered site map beneath a collapsed clipboard. Dust veils marked service lanes, equipment cages, and a rear gate absent from Daniel’s reconnaissance notes.
Thomas Roberts
Babe, this changes the layout. The rear gate could give us another way in, another way out, and maybe a safer expansion route for Belmont later.
Daniel spreads the route copies across the counter while Evan holds the map flat. Andre and Rosa watch, an adult woman with a sturdy build, dark hair tied back, a charcoal work shirt, olive utility trousers, and sturdy brown boots the sunlit yard through the office windows as Biters drift far beyond the fence.
Daniel Roberts
The gate is not on my notes, but the service lane lines up with Grant’s old access road. We need to verify whether the gate opens before treating it as usable.
Evan Cole
It could support future supply movement or a protected materials route. It could also be chained, blocked, or exposed to the main street.
Thomas compares the map’s faded measurements with their route copies and marks the rear gate, equipment cages, and a narrow lane leading toward the western entrance. The quiet holds.
Aunt Rosa
We can document it from cover without committing to the yard. If the gate looks manageable, it becomes a future option, not today’s obligation.