Having caught his breath, and returned his heart to a reasonable level, Andrew moved through the undergrowth. Uncomfortable in a half-crouched position, he was nonetheless pleased to have some cover. Bit by bit, he moved around the building; pausing only to check in the windows. There were staff and guards, yet the place seemed quiet. But then, how much of this security was really necessary? It was hard enough to find the place, never mind break in, and what were they hiding?
In truth, Andrew did not know how lucky he was. Mr Paul had caused more problems than he knew with his intervention in the monitoring office. The young and diligent reviewer of cameras was spooked by his presence and distracted. The gate became his focus at the expense of almost everything else. Guards posted at lock
