Before they could leave, Vasseur appeared at the end of the corridor. He was not smiling now.
“I gave you an opportunity, Mademoiselle Lefèvre. And you, Moreau, you should have stayed on your night rounds.”
Two security officers moved behind him.
Julien tightened his grip on the crowbar. “The list is on my phone. Already sent to a contact outside.”
Vasseur tilted his head. “Bluffing. There’s no signal down here.”
He was right.
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