He gripped the cold steel, his muscles straining as he lifted the bar and tossed it aside. With one last surge of strength, he swung the door wide open and stumbled out, only to be met by blinding red and blue lights and the unmistakable shouts of officers.
“Freeze! Hands in the air!” a voice commanded. Henry’s hands shot up, his heart racing, but before he could speak, one of the officers took a step closer, recognizing him. “Wait! It’s the night guard!” the officer said, pulling Henry to safety.