Claire called from the records annex. Grant had ordered the campaign proofs destroyed and told her to certify it. She had refused.
Dave alerted Ruth and met her at the loading entrance. Claire signed out the original carton; Luis took it through the security desk.
Then the lights died. A steel shutter descended between them and Luis. Dave pulled Claire clear as it struck the floor.
Please say that was a test.
The ordinary exit would not open. Dave called emergency services while Claire found the marked escape stair. Through the wire glass, a man hurried away from the control desk. A square gold cufflink caught the emergency light. Dave had given Robert that pair.
Display frames blocked the stair door. Dave braced them while Claire shifted the stack. Metal cut his palm; she bound it with her scarf and kept moving.
Cold daylight burst through the crash door. Luis waited outside with security and the sealed carton.
Claire leaned against Dave for one shaking breath.
Let's make sure the paper gets to talk.