 I had to get rid of the hysteria. Had to get a hold of myself. No use playing guessing games. I opened the door. I was gonna leave. I wasn't gonna be a sitting duck for a guy like Bolster. At that time of night, just one elevator was in use. It was directly opposite my office door. The indicator over the door flashed numbers when the car was running. I went to press the button to signal for the night man. Before I could press it, the car started up. Somebody was coming up. I wanted to run.