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Try the door

Chapter 17 by Yellowjacket7

Casting one last glance back down the corridor, James grabbed the door handle and pulled, bursting into the security office.

The room wasn't particularly large, a sofa for comfort, a desk with several screens showing various CCTV shots of the mall, and another door leading out into a secondary room which they laughingly called the holding cell.

Thankfully it appeared he was completely alone.

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