Nocturama Page #3

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There are about 60 cameras.

All linked to security HQ.

Hello, I've reserved a room

for Sophie Baroud.

Cut them all

and the cops get an alert.

We leave 5 recordings

going to avoid that.

The other cameras keep filming,

but only in the security center.

Is it fail-safe?

I know the system inside and out.

Hello, I've reserved a room

for Sophie Baroud.

That's better.

Look me in the eye

and sound confident.

- Watch your voice.

- I stare?

I'll cover you from the tower.

Even with empty floors,

people can be there.

Can we smoke it?

Sarah?

Don't move!

- Don't move.

- I'm security too.

I'll put my gun down and go.

Freeze, I said.

I know you. I'm security, too.

Move and I'll shoot!

- Mr. Devaux...

- That's right. Thanks.

Goodbye.

- Have a good day.

- Thanks.

Are you okay?

Sorry, I didn't see you.

Are you okay?

Thank you, goodbye.

This way, please. Thank you.

Madam, please...

Have a good evening.

Sir. Exit this way.

Madam...

Follow behind them, please.

Young lady, leave now, please.

It's a sh*t storm out there.

- Any news?

- No connection.

A skyscraper blew up.

The Ministry of the Interior, too.

- The city's on fire. It's war.

- What else?

No idea.

The network's saturated.

- How many dead?

- No idea.

See you after the rounds.

I'm not going out.

What's going on?

Nothing. The door was open.

Forget it. Carry on.

Still no connection.

Lights out. Put the news on.

All clear! I'm down here!

Did anyone screw up?

- Not me.

- Sure?

No one was followed?

Omar? Is the alarm off?

No sweat.

- And the guards?

- All set, too.

You tied them up?

I aimed a gun at them.

Then I gagged them

and tied them up.

No worries, you can trust me.

Stay off the lighting aisle.

The cameras and sensors

are still recording there.

It's off limits.

The rest is okay.

- The shift change?

- We let them work.

The security center is only

used in the evening.

The cleaners never go in.

It's secure.

- Omar, you're sure no one can see us?

- Don't worry.

There's no street view.

Weird. It's dead quiet.

What?

- Outside, I mean.

- You can't hear much from here.

Fred and Greg are missing.

- Fred's dead.

- What do you mean, dead?

He got shot in the tower.

- How?

- No idea, I didn't see it.

I heard it from the corridor.

I don't know who opened fire first.

Then another guard arrived.

He tried to stop Fred

but Fred tried to talk.

But that didn't help.

The guy shot him anyway.

And Greg? Why isn't he here?

No idea, but Fred's dead anyways.

You saw Fred get killed?

- No, but I heard it.

- You heard?

Maybe he wasn't the one killed.

I feel rough.

What's wrong?

Dunno. I feel rough.

I want to puke.

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