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Ulrich Shumaker. What an awful mess. Andrijana sighed. "I thought something was going on for him, but I didn't know what." And very few of the officers were willing to speak to her anyway. They'd always seen her as an outsider. They still did even though she'd now been there ten years. "I don't think mandatory health checks will be necessary, since you've been able to identify him." She didn't bother mentioning that she had little clue what he meant by "spirit energy," but that was an occupational hazard of working on Terra. Supernatural and magical forces came in all types. "I'll call him up when he's scheduled to be on duty tomorrow, and I'll ask him." She had an intuitive sense that he wouldn't deny it once confronted either - well, not ultimately, anyway. "Did you find out how Mr. Shumaker and Ms. Drulović knew each other before?" Andrijana couldn't quite recall knowing much about where Ulrich had come from. She rarely knew, anyway. Even when she walked through the staff lounge, most of the officers would conspicuously stop talking upon seeing her approach, resuming only once she'd walked far enough away that there was little chance she'd overhear anything.