On the top floor, they stopped when the hallway dead-ended at a staircase. The light from a skylight was thankfully too weak to hurt them. For now.

Verchiel mounted the stairs to examine the door at the top. He frowned at the broken lock, then cautiously opened it. Outside a roof was being slowly lit by the dawn. Some of the light was blocked by the neighboring buildings and a long awning like structure. Katelina could see a penthouse, its windows like empty eye ...