Chapter 38
Merrick set the timer on his watch to countdown five minutes.
“Let’s go.”
Wyatt slammed the laptop shut while Merrick started the timer. They ran to the metal doors in the loading dock. Wyatt opened it, held it for Merrick, and then they were in.
Wyatt turned on a small flashlight, then scanned the room with it. The loading dock held a truck-sized wooden crate in the middle and little else. “Most of the security seemed to be focused on the second floor, east corner.”
“Got it.”
They took the stairs to the second floor. Merrick held his breath as he opened the door. He scanned the hallway, which was dimly lit but no guard was present. With a glance to his left as he stepped out, he waved Wyatt on. They went to the right, passing large portraits that were roped off, of frumpy kings and queens. Ahead of them, Sadnesshung in its own roped off section. A camera looked down at it from across the way.
Wyatt took a moment to study the rope, then stepped over it.