Chapter: 1969

Right at the top, she spotted the motor that controlled the door. If the system wasn't totally kaput, an emergency switch on the motor could be her golden ticket out. All she needed was a way to reach it.

But how was she going to get up there?

The motor sat a good two times higher than she could reach, even on her tiptoes.

The warehouse was bare; not a stick in sight to give her a boost, much less a ladder. Rachel chewed on her lower lip, casting a doubtful glance at her outfit. After a moment's hesitation, she seemed to make up her mind.

In an instant, she began to strip off her coat and pants.