Chapter 82: Can’t Afford To Lose
Lethia could feel her palms sweating against the rifle grip as the elevator doors opened on the fifth floor. Her steps halted, and an idea struck her.
She spun around and pressed all three elevator buttons, calling them up to the fifth floor, then quickly ducked behind the wall, rifle raised and ready to shoot. She motioned for Adam to do the same.
The elevators didn’t have any LED indicators showing which floor they were on, so really, it was a gamble.
The idea might’ve backfired; one of those elevators could very well be carrying enemies. So she stayed on guard, finger near the trigger.
The first elevator opened—empty. Without wasting a second, Lethia slipped a paintball bullet between the elevator doors to jam the sensor and stop it from closing.
Luckily, when the second and third elevators opened at the same time, there were no enemies inside either. She repeated the same move, wedging paintballs into the door tracks.
Moments later, the lights inside the elevators started flickering, and an error alert beeped from the sensors, doors couldn’t close, and then the power cut off completely.
"How the hell did you even think of that? What if enemies were inside?" Adam scolded her, but there was a smile tugging at his lips, half annoyed, half impressed.
"That’s why I told you to keep your fire position," Lethia said coolly, stretching her shoulders with a shrug.
Adam could only shake his head with a smirk before they rushed back toward Meeting Room 5. Just before turning into the corridor, Lethia walked straight ahead and peeked toward the emergency exit door.
She spotted the handle tied tight with a thick rope, the end of it stretched taut and secured to the leg of a work desk. All the desks in this building were bolted to the floor, solid as rock.