The southeast door was exactly where the building plans said it would be... heavy industrial steel, push bar on the inside, hinged to open outward. One of Marcus's people had been at this door for ten minutes, working the external mechanism with the specific tools that opened things that were meant to stay closed.
It swung open silently.
They went through in pairs, fast and low, fanning out inside the doorway in the practiced pattern of people who'd trained for exactly this. The interior of the building was vast and dark beyond the perimeter of the utility light in its center, and Marcus's eyes adjusted quickly....enough ambient light from the skylights to navigate by, enough shadow to move through without immediately announcing themselves.
He could see her.
