Before he’d finished speaking, he turned and grabbed her around the waist. In a move worthy of a ballroom dancer, he whirled her through a door that appeared in the smooth metal of the wall.
Her eyes widened as she got a glimpse of an automated maintenance closet in the split second before the door closed behind them, plunging them into darkness. How the hell had he even known this was here, never mind managed to get it open? They were only used by cleaning bots, no one else should have access.
“s**t, scans said they were down this corridor…” a voice reached them through the thin metal of the door.
“s**t, scans said they were down this corridor…” “f*****g tin can. They should’ve shot her when those f*****g units were decommissioned. Unstable motherfuckers.”
She winced at the conversati
