Cath was not having a good day. Even with the confession business solved, there was still the nonsense the ship had done, fixing all the elevators and the cameras still not working. Plus Mae was being difficult and while that was nothing new, he hadn't even had time to talk her down before he'd been called away to deal with something else.
Which was working on redisabling the elevators. The Amazon whore was down an elevator shaft trying to disable them again and apparently, she needed more tools. Rather than wait for her to climb out and escort her all the way to the bloody storage, Cath had just asked for a detailed description of what she wanted.
Now, he was getting it.
Cath pulled out his master card key and started towards the tool closet when he swore he heard banging and voices.
Oh saints, was this tub haunted as well or was he just going mad? He shook it off, swiping his card through the reader and pushing open the door.
And apparently nearly taking out two little girls in the process. "Bloody fuck!" he exclaimed, grabbing the door handle to fight his natural reaction, which was to go for his gun. "What're you doing in here?"