Debbie followed Lucinda’s call into the CEO’s office and stopped dead when she saw the impossible object counting serenely down on the holographic glass.
“Luce, tell me that isn’t what I think it is.”  The other woman shrugged.
“I didn’t want to touch it, but the bastard left a note.”  Lucinda handed it to her superior.
“Good luck?” She read.  “For fuck’s sake.  I’d better radio it in.  Best case scenario, maybe we’ll just make fools of ourselves.”  She opened her comm channel.
“I’m going to need an immediate evac of the building.  There’s a bomb sitting on Sizemore’s desk.”