Chapter 10 of Knight Rider
The long corridor led to the laboratory, which was underneath the rundown abandoned factory district; Jamie discovered that security cameras weren't working in the hallway. She made a note of it in her leather notebook, and also brought Devon along so he could inspect it. An older man about average height that wore a gray and freshly pressed suit, Mr. West, was the head of security that was leading them with Mr. Stewart, the CEO of the Electronics Inc., who was in his thirties with his brown hair slick back, and wore an expensive suit tailored just for him.
She glanced at Stewart, for he was eying her, in the way that he was undressing her with his brown eyes. Fighting the desire, she wanted to break his nose in one single blow to shatter his perfect world. Devon shook his head no to her.
"Mrs..."
Jamie stopped in front of Mr. Stewart, and turned around. "Ms. White..."
"Well, Ms. White, no one can enter the lab without this access card," stated Mr. Stewart, holding up an access card in his hand.
"Then please, explained why the thieves had one?"
Mr. West stepped into the conversation, and said, "We are still working on that one."
Mr. Stewart stopped by the lab door. "I don't understand why you brought Mr. Miles, since his low-life employee stole the Stalker Missiles."
"Michael Knight is my friend, and well respected employee of FLAG. When his future is at stake, then I am involved."
"What happens when the charges are approve true, which they are what then?" asked Mr. Stewart.
"Mr. Stewart, if what you say is true. Then Devon will surrender Michael over to the Military Police. That's good enough for me. Now, shall we go in?"
Mr. Stewart nodded his head for Mr. West to unlock the door, as the bolt buzzed and released the lock; Mr. West opened the door, and they entered the lab.
Workstations were turned over with broken parts tossed on the floor. Tables and chairs broken into piles, and along with files and papers scattered about the lab.
A sense of death lingered in the room, and the lab workers' blood stains soaked in the cement floor, etching their final resting place. They had been shot in the head, executed in a single moment; the thieves didn't want to leave witnesses for their crime.
"They took everything to pertaining to the missiles, the company has lost everything," Mr. West explained.
"Were the files updated to the backup servers off the site?" Jamie asked.
"No. It wasn't good for the company bottom line," said Mr. Stewart.
Jamie walked around in the lab, and remembered designing security plans for it. The walls were looking worn out and in need of a good washing. Coming upon the safe room, she spotted the computerize lock was gone, she opened the door to only discover it was being used for storage. Jamie mentally began to count to ten, trying to regain her composure.
Devon walked over to her putting his hand on her shoulder. "Their shortcuts got these good people killed."
She wiped away the tears from her eyes, turning around to face them. "Why did you let the safe room be turned into a storage unit?"
"For the record, Ms. White, I was against all the cuts to security in this building and the others," Mr. West stated.
Mr. Stewart stood a bit straighter. Having extra security in this building was a waste of money. That money was needed for other things."
Jamie took a step forward glaring at him. "By cutting security protocols that I designed for this company, you had a hand in of your workers' demise. If they had a warning system and the safe room. They could all be alive today. Instead they are dead, and now, their loved ones are mourning their deaths."
"It doesn't change the fact Michael Knight is behind this!"
"I don't see any clear proof leading to that assumption," said Jamie.
Mr. Stewart handed her a yellow envelope from inside his tailored jacket. "This may clear things up for you, I have seen mine own investigators into the field."
Jamie opened it, pulling out the pictures: There was a gorgeous blonde flirting with a man from the company, while she put her hand into his pocket, and stole an access card to the lab.
She recognized the woman in the photo as Michael's girlfriend, Amy. The woman was stealing an access card from one of the lab techs. Jamie wanted to scream right then and right there, but she didn't, and chose to stay in control. "Devon, you need to look at these," she said, giving the pictures to him.
Devon's face turned pale, Jamie knew things were about to get uglier at lightning speed. She walked over to the main camera in the lab, studying it for the moment.
"What's the height of this camera?" Jamie asked.
"6'7 feet in height, it has an excellent view of the lab," Mr. West said.
"I see." Jamie turned, and said, "Why didn't I get those pictures sooner?"
"We are under orders to forward all information to General Patel. We are working for the Army, Ms. White," Mr. Stewart said coldly.
"Well, I will be having a chat with General then. I'm taking the
pictures with me."
"I want Michael Knight arrested at once!" Mr. Stewart shouted.
"I am highly confident that Gen. Patel is arranging that as we speak," Jamie stated. She walked away from Mr. Stewart, and Devon followed her out.
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