Unfortunately, he'd used up most of the day, and would need to find a place to stop and sleep, somewhere outside of town.<br/><br/>The next morning, he'd be awakened by a rapid knocking on his door; three swift, solid knocks, followed by a decent pause, then repeated. After three sets of knocks, a male voice, thankfully lacking a Russian accent, would call out from the door, "Mr. Roderick, we would like to speak with you. We have a few questions for you."