“Security cameras are out,” he manages to say. “Out?” Bronwyn echoes. “What do you mean?” “Their lights aren’t on,” he says, straightening. “The little red lights that mean they’re recording. I noticed it for the one on the back door and thought it was a fluke, but the hallway cameras aren’t working either. I took a quick look in the gym—nobody there, by the way—and it’s the same thing.”
