Prologue
Six minutes left to get this done before security made
their rounds on the floor. His fillings tingled as he shoved a penlight between
his lips and traced paths on the diagram. He snuck a glance at his watch. Three
minutes to finish.
With surgical precision, he wove the tips of the snips
between the assorted colors of wires, pulled two, and cut them to the camera
system. Attaching a new set of wires, he pulled a remote from his pocket to
test the box he’d subbed in. A green light flashed to red, then back again, as
he reset the signal. Two minutes to spare.
Pocketing his tools, he slipped the door closed and gently
set the latch in place. He tossed the plans, flashlight, and snips into his
briefcase, adjusted his tie, then looked out the slim window in the door. One
minute.
As he eased out into the hallway, he pulled the door shut
behind him and casually walked down the hall as if he worked at Integrated
Financial.