“The smoke from the filing cabinets set off the alarms. Whoever set the fires made sure they were contained to just the cabinets, so it took a long time for the smoke to sound the alarms,” Mike Redman said as he and James surveyed the damage to the lab. “The video from the surveillance is gone—wiped from the main discs, and so far, the police haven’t found even one fingerprint.”
James had barely said a word since he walked into the building. Normally, he enjoyed the Albany site. Because it was remote, it could be made “posh” for his engineering teams. He had installed video games, Ping-Pong tables, and putting greens in the break rooms, for example. Whenever he could spend a weekend here, there was a popular church not far from this facility that he immensely enjoyed attending as well.
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