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still
ambiguous. She had a lot of people still to interview and seemingly a lot of
information missing. She had sent
her partner home a few hours ago already. Chow had a young family and she often
felt bad keeping him at work late, away from his wife and child.
    Now her office was quiet, and only a few lights were on in the
building.
    She sighed and put down the report for a moment. She rubbed her
temples with her long fingers, trying to massage away the headache that was
threatening to present itself. She straightened her back and sat upright in an
effort to refresh her mind and picked up the report again.
    Lam scanned the paperwork familiarizing herself with the details. The dead Chinese man, she suspected, was probably from the
mainland. He appeared to be some kind of manual worker based on the calluses
found on his hands and sunspots visible across his face, neck and arms. She guessed that he was from simple
means, and definitely not the mastermind behind the attempted breach of
security.
    Her mind began to shift into gear as she ploughed through the file.
If a bank robbery was the intention, she thought to
herself, then it would have been a fruitless attempt. The Bank was impossible
to rob, especially single-handed. Security was extremely tight, too complicated
for an old man on his own. Even if he had managed to get past the entrance
undetected, where was he planning to go? What was the purpose of his break in?
Sarah mulled over this for a moment.
    Clearly there was more than one person involved in this, she
concluded. But this is where her investigation fell short.
    After interviewing the two security officers on duty, Lam felt sure
that they were telling the truth and this collaborated with Ryan Harpers
account of the events.
    She imagined the scene in her head.
    The old man had walked into the Bank and attempted to enter the main
door using a swipe card. Having interviewed the two security officers
independently, and verifying the procedures with the Bank’s Security Director,
Lam now knew that all contractors must report to the duty security officer at
the desk in the lobby before entering the building. This was their standard
procedure. All work contractors knew that they had to pick up their new
security tag as well as their daily swipe cards. The tags would be permanently
clipped onto their overalls for the duration of their time on the premises and
the swipe cards would allow them limited access to the fourth floor.
    The swipe card that the old man attempted to use had immediately
flagged up an error message, and raised the alarm to the security officer on
duty.
    When the officer approached the old man and asked him to sign in at
the desk and follow the procedure, he told the officer that he was late for
work, if he could just be swiped through by the officer, then he would be on
his way.
    The officer asked again and this time requested another form of ID
from the old man. The old man refused, but was insistent upon getting through
the door. He continued to push his card through the scanner in the futile hope
that the door might eventually open.
    The officer radioed through to his colleague, who promptly joined the
two men at the door. After which they their argument began.
    From her notes, Lam knew that it was at this point that Ryan Harper
had entered the Bank. She wondered for a moment about Harper. There was
something that she couldn’t put her finger on. Perhaps she just didn’t like
these self-assured Westerners. She often found them too confident for their own
good. She shook the negative thought from her mind and carried on. Harper was
apparently oblivious to the breach of security and only seconds later had found himself lying on the floor and a single shot was
fired.
    With no CCTV footage on hand, Lam had no choice but to believe each
witness account at this stage.
     
    Lam read through the interview notes that Chow had written up on the
on-site project manager, Lai Wong. He had worked for Wing Land