9-152: Argyle’s Lodge, Front Exterior
Dicard mumbles, “Very aggressively. ..”
He trudges up the slope peering toward the dim interior.
It’s apparent that all the interior doors seem to be off, but the desk in the corner from where Argyle spoke to the team and the turret controls were mounted is still standing.
What would Oliver like to do?
Oliver approaches cautiously and sees if anything of the console remains functional.