Connections Jan 2015 - Page 21

the wall and pushed up a lever. A double row of green lights lit the board below, and a deep hum penetrated my prison, vibrating the stone floor. Mesmerised by the rows of ready lights, I realised with a start that I’d lost sight of my captor before spotting him near the door, behind a stainless steel unit. Visibly agitated, maybe worried that his nerve might fail, he snatched a wallet-sized black box off the work surface, pulled out a stubby antenna and ducked down behind the metal barrier. A disemb