Frustrated by his angle of approach John was forced to silently sheath his sword, only a few meters shy of his objective, and back pedal to an exposed steel 'I' beam. He gently grasped the camera in his teeth, while he examined the column. His vice-grip strong fingers clasped the near side of the beam as his feet silently pressed the far parallel, on either side of the central core. And he began to monkey climb the beam.
His right side was closer and the open corridor between the shelves and shipping crates offered a clear view. John carefully removed the camera from his mouth, with his right hand and hooked his left foot around a post on the metal shelving scaffolding, for stability, while he leaned out into the open space of the corridor, slightly above and only a short distance awa
