Kitty crept down to the parking lot, sticking to the shadows and avoiding anything that could give off light. She had no idea what she was looking for, but she knew it had to be big to bring the building down on top of them.
As Kitty exited the stairwell and stepped onto the lot, she found nothing unusual at first. A few parked cars were there, but she put that down to the justice department and the Feds. She walked further in, but nothing stuck out, no big trucks or vans. Eighteen-wheelers would have to go elsewhere as the ceiling was too low for them to enter.
Kitty turned to walk back and report Steel’s theory was wrong.
That was when she stopped and looked around again. Besides the typical blacked-out Yukon SU’s, there were twelve cars parked at irregular intervals, some of which wa
