It wasn't until they were half-carrying Marcus toward the stairwell, one arm each slung over their shoulders, that Hunter noticed the man standing near the exit, phone raised at chest height, clearly having filmed at least the last few minutes of what had just happened on the top level.
"Hey," Hunter called out, careful to keep his voice level instead of alarmed, though every instinct told him to close the distance fast and get that phone out of the stranger's hand. "You were filming."
The man lowered his phone slowly, more curious than defensive, backing up half a step but not turning to run. "I heard the alarms and came up to see what was going on. Got maybe the last two minutes — the kid on the ground, the other guy talking him through something." He glanced between Dayo and Marcus, t
