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Westervelt watched them walk up the hall. He thought of going back into the laboratory to find the open window. In his mind, he could see the straight, twenty-five story drop down the side of the dark tower to the roof of the larger part of the building.
He recalled having looked down once or twice. The people down there had paved patios outside their offices. A hurtling body would.