Jerry Hobart wore a black baseball cap with the brim pulled low above his eyes as he walked along the side of the office building. Security cameras were always mounted high, partly to give them an unobstructed view, and partly to keep them out of reach. He didn’t have any confidence in his ability to find them all, so he kept his face averted and shielded from view by the brim. He saw the underground parking entrance and exit had been closed with iron grates, so he kept going. It took him a few seconds to see a way in. He could see that the windows on the first and second floors were all bordered by thin silver alarm tape, but there was no tape on the ones farther up the side. Landlords always tried to save money, and paying to wire every window on the third floor and above must have seemed like a needless expense. Hobart knew there would be other ways in, so he continued to look for the easiest. He walked to the back of the building where he was shielded from view by the backs of other, taller structures, and looked up at the fire escape.
