Outside the door I can hear footsteps. A group run past and then some follow slowly. I hear a radio crackle.
“Sir, they are not here.”
“Damn.” The voice that says this is vaguely familiar but I can’t place it. The doors are solid so I can’t see who it is.
“What about in there?” I know he is looking at the door I am sitting against.
“Have you checked them all?”
“They are alarmed.”
Colin smiles and Max joins him. What’s so funny? I think we are about to die and they are grinning like Cheshire cats. I ask the question with my eyes, but they just shake their heads.
“Try sector six.” That voice is so familiar.
Footsteps lead away from the room. Colin comes over and whispers in my ear. “We are going to have to move in a minute. Before they work it out.”
“That the power is off.”
The power is off… I grin. Without power there is no alarm.
We wait for a few moments and then Max opens the door slightly. There are no shouts so we quietly file out. Max looks one way and then the other, he shrugs.
Colin turns right, taking us further into the airport.