Ranger
That's what that note was about. Jeez. Syca offered to stay in the room next to mine and began with her plan just as the other guy asked what was going on. Ann was still in the other room; who knew where everyone else was? Why are there eight hundred eleven things to take care of at once?
"I'm with you," I said, both to Syca and Taylor - she looked like she needed it. "I'll do whatever I can."

