Sparrow latched the carbon bag closed, locking it, and flipped a small switch. This turned a piece of flint inside the case, igniting the powder and burning the rifle inside. The glyph closed the glass balcony doors and casually exited the office suite, no further trace left behind.
It was a weekend, so the office was empty. Monday morning, security would realize their cameras were looped, and an office worker would discover a strange case in his office and a slight sulfuric smell in the air. He may call security or may just ask maintenance to remove the strange item.
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