As the cash trucks pulled up by the blast doors, some of the injured and less-armed staff began pulling back. They piled untidily into the back of the vehicles, accepting a hand up and in from the Utaysi. 

The others continued to provide cover, listening intently as Senjen issued his challenge to those on the other side of the barriers. The commander who had escorted the pair of them down to the garage floated over to the large flashing object by the kiosk. She checked the display screen before giving a thumbs up to the boss who was still in the cabin with Light.

The clamour of desperate voices stopped for a moment. After a pregnant pause, it sounded like someone tried to answer but was cut off. The voice sounded different, strained. Then after five more long seconds, a burst of crackling energy appeared in the top right corner of the door from a laser cutter. Another sparked into life on the other side. Together they quickly ate away at the door, weakening the strong clamps holding it shut.