Jack is Trapped

With a sense of urgency, Jack swiftly pocketed the drive containing the copied data, ensuring it was secure within his pocket. He glanced around the dimly lit room, his heart pounding in his chest as he assessed his surroundings. The air hung heavy with tension as he awaited Jill's response.

"I've got the data. What's the situation outside?" Jack's voice crackled through the communication device, his words laced with urgency.

Jill's response was immediate, her tone urgent and clipped. "Carrie has arrived at the office. You need to get out of there now," she instructed, her voice barely above a whisper.

Jack's eyes darted around the room, frantically searching for any sign of an escape route. The walls seemed to close in around him, suffocating him with their unyielding presence. The hum of the exhaust fan and the gentle whir of the air conditioner provided a stark contrast to the chaos raging within Jack's mind.

Frustration gnawed at him as he realized the severity of his predicament.