All four people in the room peered out the window, trying not to be visible to the suit-monkeys disgorging from the limo down below.
“They have to buzz up to get in, right?” James said.
“I wouldn’t count on it,” Maxim said. “Also I’m going to assume they won’t all take the elevator.”
“How strong are your—” Marcy said, and then she heard sounds of banging metal and breaking glass from below. Continue reading