(Lucas)
Standing behind Cam in his dark layer of an office, we flicked back through footage in Jackson’s office and the hallway where Rodney was staying in.
I was feeling increasingly anxious about it but I wasn’t sure why, I couldn’t contain it and I felt trapped but I couldn't place it.
“There,” He pointed at the screen, squinting trying to see, “Let me slow it down.” Cam did some computer magic and we re-watched it.
Rodney stepped into thin air in Jackson’s office, his hands in front of him and his eyes closed. He walked towards the hidden safe as if he knew where to find it the entire time. He placed his hands on it and then smiled up at the camera. At us, I shuddered.
He patted his pocket before stepping into nothing.
Cam flicked towards the other camera, patrols were combing t
